As a little kid, my legs would never stop growing; it looked like I had two toothpicks as legs. My whole life I've always been considered tall, and quite honestly it took me a while to love that. I didn't like how I wasn't the same height as my friends and hated being told so often how tall I was as if I didn't already know.

It got very repetitive very quickly hearing the same questions asked: "How tall are you?" "You just don't stop growing, do you?"

Some of you may be taller than me (I'm only 5'8"), but since I'm taller than my family and 95% of my friends I put myself in this category.

Growing up, I had a love/hate relationship with my legs.But once I accepted the fact that there was no reversing my height I began to love it. Being tall is great, but sometimes it makes you question a lot of things. One always being...

Should I wear heels? I don't want to look like a giant next to everyone.

Yes girl, wear those heels. They make our legs look GREAT and who doesn't love hearing the sound of them when you walk?

Another struggle is taking pictures with your friends and being an actual head taller than them. Seriously, the top of my friends' head reaches my chin. And this is a pretty accurate representation of how they respond:

But the perks of being tall? Endless. We can reach anything, we rock that model walk, and we have our short friends envy us.