Growing up, I was always told to eat, but no one ever told me the importance of eating and growing. I always thought, eating was so that I don't die.
Now, I realize how inconvenient, frustrating, time-wasting, blah, blah, blah it is to be short. Sometimes, even the most basic tasks can be a challenge. For example, when I'm trying to get things from the cupboard...oh, and don't get me started on reaching for things at the supermarket. I think they should have, in every aisle, one of those sliding ladders for libraries that I see in movies but have never seen in a real library, but that's beside the point.
To help you understand a little of my struggle, I've included this gif. This is how it feels when I'm reaching into the top-loading washing machine to get the clothes out after washing or reaching into the freezer, towards something at the bottom.
There's always the struggle between just enough and too much.
