Daily Prompt: Back to the Future

Post aDaily Prompt: Back to the Future
by michelle w. on August 4, 2013

Anachronism (noun): an error in chronology; a person or thing that’s chronologically out of place. Write a story in which a person or thing is out of place, or recount a time when you felt out of place.

As far back as I can remember, I have felt out of place. I was the tall girl. Always the tallest girl in my class. The tallest girl in my family. The tallest girl in a crowd.
Too Tall

I was called ‘bean stalk’ or ‘Wilt’, for Wilt Chamberlain. I was always getting the question; ‘How’s the weather up there?’ I stood out like a ‘sore thumb’. My self esteem was destroyed at an early age. I felt like an oddly colored and lonely giraffe.
1 giraffe

As a grown up, it still hasn’t changed. Other adults often ask me how tall I am, but the kids still ask me, ‘How’s the weather up there?’ They would probably still call me ‘Wilt’, but most of today’s kids have no idea who he is.

I think that has a lot to do with my PTSD and Social Anxiety.

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  1. I felt your pain in this post. I am so sorry of the thoughtfulness of others towards you. I have a very tall aunt and she always felt awkward but has her husband who is equally tall. I hope that you have been finding a nice place to be included in wordpress. I have enjoyed the comradeship and friendships that I have made and connections, too.


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