“I am not my height”

Since I was nine, my dream was to be model.

That dream was crushed more and more as I grew in age but not in height.
Pants bunching at the ankles, tittering in 3 inch heels everyday through snow, eating less calories than the average person, being forgotten in conversations…being called cute is not what I need.

I am 5 foot 1.75 inches, but does that extra 0.75 really matter?
I’m one foot of laughter, one foot of passion, one foot of love, one foot of friends, one foot of self-confidence. It’s just the right height.