12 January 2012

Sometimes, I forget that I'm small

But then, something happens to remind me. Like

Standing next to my nearly 15-year-old sister with her slightly broader shoulders and slightly taller frame. 

Realizing my barely 12-year-old cousin is six inches taller and sixty pounds heavier than I am.

Being told I cannot afford to skip breakfast because it'll help "[my] tiny body not process [my] tiny body."

Discovering I can't purchase any skirts in the regular sizes at J. Crew. Nope, I need petites.

Taking the dosage of Tylenol PM prescribed for "12 and over" and wondering why I am so dizzy the next day. Then receiving an incredulous response from a man twice my size saying he takes the same amount and it knocks him out. (Thanks, C.)

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