Yes, I’m short

I am short. I am really short. I am 22 years old and only 1,55m tall. My relatives keep mistaking me for my sister, who is eight years younger than me. Your size shouldn’t define you. Size doesn’t matter. Not the horizontal, nor the vertical size. But is that really the way it goes?

“Normal sized” people might think it, but for us shorties it isn’t as easy. No one sees all the desperate moments, when not a single pair of jeans fit. They’re all too long and yet too tight. Who is supposed to wear them anyways? No one counts all the group pictures, in which I wonder if I should stand on my tip toes or rather knee in the front so my height difference won’t be that obvious. No one realises that my laughter, when someone asks “Where’s Lottie, I can’t see her?”, is only to hide my tears. Or that I don’t go to the blackboard anymore because everyone thinks its so funny that I can’t reach its top. Nobody knows how embarrassed I am to admit my height.

At fourteen I changed schools and suddenly realised how short I am. And the next four years were pure agony. My mum and dad constantly had to comfort me because of how I look. My wardrobe got filled with several pairs of high heels, which absolutely didn’t suit me, but at least tried to lengthen me. I spent evenings after evenings googling leg extensions. Yep, you can fix your legs and I was silly enough to wish for it.

My life was good as it was – but the length of my legs made me unhappy.


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After that two things changed. I met my boyfriend and started university. Which means that I had to take care of myself, and on the other hand that I suddenly had someone who told me every day that he loves me. Due to uni I had way less time to think about my looks – and I experienced success! I finished one course after another with the best grades and did something, that really made me happy. I found things that I’m good at and that I enjoyed. And I had someone who told me that I’m beautiful. Me. Beautiful. With my short legs that I couldn’t show him in the beginning, as embarrassed as I was. Can you imagine?

It’s normal that I get greeted with “Oh, you’re so short!”, when I meet someone new. At some point I started replying “Short and proud of it!”. At that point I didn’t really mean it yet, but when people smiled at me admirably I slowly started to adopt that thought.

Last week I was yet again asked how tall I am. And I winced – but not because of the question, but because of the fact that I didn’t wince in the first place. Before I feared that question, it made me anxious and I couldn’t answer it truthfully. Today I can say that I’m 1,55 and that it’s fine. Of course 15, 10 or even only 5 cm more would be nice – but it’s the way it is. I’m more than my height. And finally I can see that too.


P.S.: Are any of you girls short? What do you think about your height? I have a lot more to say on that topic – this won’t be the last post about it!



  1. trampion
    24/03/2016 / 18:50

    Hi Lottie! I’m as short as you – 155/156cm and I actually like the fact that I am this height! I used to hate it, and blamed family genetics. I have been drinking tonnes of milk since young but I am still this height so I don’t think milk makes a lot of difference! Or perhaps I am anomaly 😛 Over the years I have realised that there are many advantages of being shorter than normal. Yes, of course pants, jeans, skirts etc. don’t fit but the petite section is becoming more popular these days. And we actually save a lot of money from buying kids clothing! (I don’t even buy the biggest size in the kids section) It is so much easier for us to squeeze through crowds, get student prices at touristy attractions, public transport, and people don’t tend to blame us for anything hahaha, the ‘cute’ and ‘innocent’ one, don’t you think? :) I feel it is generally easier to get away with things with our height! Also with yoga I feel like I am more flexible than other friends given my shorter limbs- I can easily reach my toes, and bend all around.

    Fun-sized for the win!!!

  2. Jessica 😊
    06/01/2016 / 01:38

    Haha I can relate to all of these post. I’m 20 years old, 158 cm tall (5,2 ft) and in school the shortest in my year. Every single person in my year were a head and a half taller than me …..and they were average height 😃 My friends used to tease me when we’d walk past some year 6 students and I’d get lost in the crowd. Back then my height used to make me so upset, but then I left school and starting meeting and working with other girls that were all the same height as me and I realised that it is pointless to be upset by your height when there are so many other people in the same boat, who don’t care. Now I’m so proud of my height (except when I stand next to my gorgeous 15 year old sister whose taller than me and I cry a little inside haha) I used to get questioned all the time about my age (baby faced) but i think when you own your height, have confidence and give an aura of maturity, people automatically assume your older and I find since I’ve accepted my height I never get asked for my ID when going out…..even with the face of a 16 year old
    So I just want all you guys to OWN YOUR HEIGHT AND APPRECIATE IT!! 😃

    • 21/03/2016 / 16:13

      Oh Jessica, sorry that I didn’t reply any earlier! But YES! My 15 year old sister is MUCH TALLER than I am! And I have actually cried because of it. A lot of times. But now I’ve kind of learned to live with my height and it’s no problem at all anymore. Thank you for being so kind <3 shorties unite!

  3. Selvira
    11/12/2015 / 00:48

    Well, I’m shorter that you. I’m 24y.o and 153 cm tall. People who have such negative mind always mocking me and told me that I should have to drink a lots of milk so I could be tall. But I dont care, God created me in a different way. Besides, people who have a positive mind always cheering me up for become short. They told me that I’m cute and I can fit in a lot of dress that they couldn’t fit. LOL. Sorry for my english. Cheer up Lottie!

    • 14/12/2015 / 09:18

      THAT MILK THING! Me too! And I’m allergic to milk, which they then said was the reason why I’m so short. Oh well. As you said, we’re so much more than our size and I don’t mind anymore :)

  4. Anna-Sophie
    10/12/2015 / 22:09

    I’m short too – 1,59m to be exact. And it gets on my damn last nerve when everyone thinks it would be funny to point it out. I used to dislike being short because I’m always the one who has to show her ID at clubs and I too get mistaken for my younger (but taller) sister. But now I just don’t care anymore. Honestly sometimes I even use it to my advantage. People are much more willing to explain directions and such to me because they just assume I’m younger. People are generally more patient and helpful – at least in my experience. So why not use that? If they think they can make assumptions I’m gonna use that for my advantage – why not? And no way am I going to ruin my feet and back just to “look my age” because I do – I just don’t have “the height everyone thinks I should be at a certain age”. What a strange concept anyways!

    • 14/12/2015 / 09:17

      I have no idea why people have to point it out all the time. BUT there are positive factors as well when people think you’re younger than you actually are. I, for instance, always get children’s tickets for the bus 😀

  5. 10/12/2015 / 21:29

    I’m not short (in fact I’m really tall) but I can relate so much to what you write considering other aspects of myself! We are so much more than what we look like! THank you for this great article

    • 14/12/2015 / 09:16

      Thank you so much for your lovely comment. And YES! We’re strong, we’re funny, we’re kind, we’re beautiful on the inside and we’re beautiful on the outside too, because we let it shine through!

  6. 05/12/2015 / 20:32

    I know then feeling, all my life I’ve heard ‘Oh you’re so short!’ ‘You’re so small’. Even though it’s obvious that I’m short I get so tired of hearing it. There’s more to me than my height.

    Well written!

    • 13/12/2015 / 12:20

      I see the exact same thing – in you, in me, in everyone. And why do people think they have to point out our size all the time? No idea 😀