Many people often ask what is Dwarfism? The simple answer is of course... a condition which means a person is of restricted growth. The truth, however...
Dwarfism is...
-Being 20 years old and still the size of a six-year-old.
-Knowing that even when you are 40 years old... still, you will be the size of a 6-year-old.
-Forever trying to come to terms with this
-Being too small for adult clothes and yet too big for kids clothes...
-Never buying new clothes because well... It's impossible.
-Learning to dodge rucksacks and briefcases when you're on a busy train
-Asking, "Excuse me, can you reach this for me" every time you enter a shop
-Sometimes leaving the shop without what you went in for because today you just don't have it in you to ask.
-Flinching every time you hear the words "Mummy why is she small" and praying you hear the answer you want.
-Learning to hold back the tears when in fact you don't hear an answer and instead watch as a parent pulls their child away from you.
-Having 101 step stools everywhere possible in your house
-Wanting to cry when you realise you've gone away and not taken one of those step stools
-Getting to a bar and realising you can't see over it to order your drink
-Having to embrace the awkwardness that both you and the person serving you feel at this moment
-Overthinking even the simplest of tasks and routines all based around what will be in your reach
-Training yourself to not need the bathroom when out because most of the time they're out of your reach anyway
-Feeling like a kid in a sweet shop when you discover something you actually can reach!
-Phoning a friend to come over because your parents are out and your dinner is on the top shelf in the fridge
-Saying "It's ok I'll stand", When someone offers you a seat when in reality you daren't even attempt to climb onto it in public
-Realising you forgot to ask your Mum for something before she left the house and accepting you now have to go the whole day without it.
-Wondering if, I couldn't reach it, beats the my dog ate it, excuse
-Feeling like a burden when you have to ask for help with almost everything!!
-Being grateful for the friends who put up with helping you with everything!
-Escaping to the toilet in the middle of a 10-hour shift because everything hurts.
-Not knowing why everything hurts.
-Not being able to explain why you hurt, You just hurt.
-Trying to make baggy clothes look fashionable
-Failing at this.
-Hearing the word freak, weirdo, or loser on a daily basis.
-Having to pretend like you didn't hear it
-Having to pretend that it doesn't hurt.
-Doubting yourself and your ability to carry out even the simplest of tasks
-Calling everything small after you because.. well... it's just what you do!😂
-Getting home from an awful day and then crying.......because you can't reach the light switch
-Sleepless nights as you pay the price for every single move you made that day
-Going to work the next day and no one knowing of the pain from the night before
-Asking "They know the situation right?" Before you meet anyone new because you daren't walk into a room and watch everyone's jaws drop...
-Being afraid of a change of routine because it's taken you 6 months to adapt to managing this one
-Being jealous of your tall friends
-Wishing you were your tall friends
-Not really knowing how to explain any of this to your tall friends
-Keeping your feelings hidden because crying over a light switch isn't really seen as the norm
-Wondering if anyone really understands
-Worrying that people won't understand
-Feeling like every hair has to be in place to make up for your obvious flaws
-Not giving a dam what you look like because let's face it... they'll laugh at you anyway
-Feeling both of these feelings at once.
-Not really knowing how you're feeling
-Being Positive about everything
-Wishing you didn't have to be
-Being angry, but knowing it won't change
-Being upset, but knowing it won't change
-Forever imagining your life if you weren't small
-Wishing it would go away
-Wishing you were normal
-Accepting that THIS is YOUR normal
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