I’m a single guy, 33 years old. I am 6 feet 9 inches tall, and defined as husky. I only need to enter a room and it gets quiet followed by a “funny” comment about my size. I smile and laugh to put people at ease. Then I’m forgotten, a gentle giant who is called on only when people want something.
I’m sorry to say women either want nothing to do with me, or something to do with my wallet. I don’t enjoy spending my life alone looked at like a freak of nature. But morning comes and I carry on in pain while wearing a smile.
I keep hoping to find that special someone who would hold me and tell me it is going to be OK. It would be nice to smile because I’m happy instead of doing it to hide pain. Do you think it will happen someday? Maybe?
Hurts to Smile
Dear Hurts: Yes, I do, and I’d like to suggest two things you can do to make it happen. The first is to contact a group called Tall Clubs International. It’s a not-for-profit social organization for tall adults (men must be at least 6 feet 2 inches and women at least 5 feet 10 inches) that was founded in the late 1930s. It provides members with social activities and travel to cities around the U.S. and Canada for gatherings. The toll-free phone number is 888-468-2552, and the website is www.tall.org. Through this group you can meet people with whom you see eye to eye.
I would also suggest that you talk about your self-esteem issues and sadness with a licensed mental health professional. You are not a “freak” — you’re a big guy with a big heart and the same need to feel accepted and wanted as everyone else.