I've got to take your word for all of it, and It was as funny as it was sad. To me the biggest tragedy is that no matter how sweet a character you have, in any physical situation I would see you as a threat.
That's got to be tough to deal with, all day, every day, if you're not the type to revel in it.
I'm 5'10" and 150lbs soaking wet. I eat like a horse and have never gained weight. In Army basic training I was on double rations and gained all of three pounds.
I have to eat on the clock, to feed my metabolism, otherwise I get lightheaded and weak. My entire day, every day revolves around when I have to eat, and how much, to get to the next tick on the clock, depending on how much energy I think i'm going to burn.
I moved to SC when I was in the eighth grade. Everyone here is taller than I am. Every freakin' high school kid towers over me, even now.
Back in the day? I was a skinny little kid who got in fights, because I was smaller than everyone else around me, and not willing to take their bullying.
Now I'm in my forties. I've traveled the world. I've been in every state in the U.S. I've experienced life like most are never blessed enough to do. I've gone places and done things that most honestly can not imagine, even in their wildest dreams.
I'm still a skinny little guy around here, and there are always those who think that makes me weak. That's what I deal with on a daily basis.
I feel your pain. I revel in my difference, however. A long list of cons? I could make one. I won't. I am simply me, and I am awesome as I am. **** the rest of the world, I am me!
