Hi everyone. This is my first topic on the forum, so I'll say something about me: I'm 21, 168 cm, italian living in London. I've been dreaming about limb lenghtening since I've heard of it for the first time a few years ago.
When I was 14, I was always a good subject for jokes due to my height. Destiny wanted me to have taller friends than me, every single one, making me feeling sad and inferior. And, funny thing, nature gave me a nice body and a cute face. I won't bother you listing all the times that girls said to me "You're good looking, but you would be VERY good looking with a few cm more!".
happens, bitch.
Increasing my height would mean changing my life. My height dysphoria has now got to the maximum level. I can't focus on anything anymore. I can't work properly, I can't do sports, I can't play games.
I can't even go out anymore without wearing lifts. They're now part of my life. I don't even walk at home barefoot. I feel so damn inferior without those 4 or 5 cm that I gain with lifts. And I felt so good the first time I went back home wearing them. I felt more admirated, more powerful. People looked at me in a different way. I had so much more confidence. I felt invicible.
I would probably never have the money to afford the surgery. I live in London, I'm paid minimum wage, and I got no one who could help me with the money. Friends are not friends anymore when it comes to money, and family... Well, I never got along with them.
So yeah, I basically work to pay rent, transports and food. No space for LL, bro.
But what else have I got, apart from dreaming? It keeps me alive. With all the I've been through, it's the only thing that can make me feel a little happier.
So yeah, even if I will never get the surgery, I'll follow you guys on this forum. Maybe I'll win the lottery one day. Who knows?
See you around.