tracyTracy said:

i don’t know about you, but i always wanted to
be different. actually i wanted to fit in but
i also wanted to stand out.

know what i mean?

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Alison said:

3:17 AM

I’m definitely short. 4’10”. My mom’s shorter. I never really wanted to be taller, but as for changing myself… I think I very purposefully choose my clothes, to stand out to an extent, and not to, at the very same time. I tell people that I write and take psychology class and always try to sound intellectual around adults and raise my hand during English class. Not so much as a change, but more of a shift of emphasis. Image matters to me now, more than it ever has before, and I kind of (really, REALLY) wish it didn’t.

Catherine said:

1:20 AM

I’m tall — taller than your tall friend Gail. Chairs are a problem, as are clothes and airplanes. Now I like my height, but it took getting my nose fixed, a move thousands of miles away, and a complete change of lifestyle to get there. So I liked the story, yes. 🙂

Janet said:

1:21 AM

I love “growing” Tracy. They’re all so good, I’m glad that you are growing with your audience. I waited this time until I saw the final installment was finished. Magnificant masterpiece! Great job, clap, clap, clap. Ok, and finally, standing ovation! I think I’m just impressed with your 95% true life. Having seen all your traced comics on this site this one brings them all together. I’m already looking forward to your next one. If you have myspace add me please.

tracyTracy said:

7:26 AM

yes!there are times i wish i’d done x or yor even z but actually i really like where and who i am now and since im a product of my past i wouldn’t change a thing.

susanne said:

8:48 AM

are you happy with yourself & your life now?

floflo said:

7:29 PM

am learning so much about you ! It’s your best story ever. bravo dear tracy. I do relate to many of the panels and at the same time I had a very different experience growing up, very painlessly. Today people don’t easely know where I fit in and i like that.

marianne said:

8:45 PM

god, this is great great stuff. I just keep relating to every panel. and the drawings are just beautiful.

mamor said:

2:24 PM

does this ever capture the adolescent/early adutlhood anxiety? so heartfelt…it breaks my heart but so beautiful

tracyTracy said:

10:02 AM

glad everyone is enjoying GROWING. there are still a few more updates coming up….

and no, i don’t think i’ll be a perfect parent. way less than perfect.

seraphim said:

4:46 PM

I see you are working hard. The mom-daughter dialogue in your last update is brilliant. As it seems that you know all the mistakes that parents do I am wondering are you going to be the perfect parent?

cybele said:

12:52 PM

LOVE the new installment. Very funny in a great dark way.

I personally never wanted to fit in, I just wanted to be respected by the people who did fit in. And i probably wanted them to think I was secretly cooler than them, because I didn’t try to fit in.

not finished said:

12:03 PM

where to begin? i’ve wanted to change everything. and i do mean EVERYTHING. like you i tried colored contacts and hair dye. also did hair extensions, facial piercings and tats. its a work in progress. or i should say: i’m a work in progress.

pedukie said:

11:02 PM

wow… that was a great installment on so many levels, but most of all the storyline got me hooked! it’s weird how the things that bug you when you’re young then become things you love about yourself later — go figure.

kiki said:

5:18 PM

loved the bit about a career in the food industry. very funny. keep the updates coming.

S said:

4:00 PM

I’m hairier than other girls. Like, a lot hairier, and in places a girl in America shouldn’t even be hairy in. I’m over it now, but I still have to take care that the garments I buy will cover me up effectively with every movement I make. Royal pain in the ass. Wish I could fix it with a single trip to the body perfection surgeons!

Oh, and my ass is huge. Really doesn’t fit with my tiny figure. But some guys like it, so it works out.


B-boy said:

8:46 PM

When we were 5 years old, my twin sister had a pair of go-go boots. She wore them outside once on a rainy day — she jumped up on a park bench and started singing Nancy Sinatra’s “These Boots Are Made For Walking”.
Then she slipped and broke her nose. She has a very cute nose now too!

big daddy said:

8:12 PM

I know how the tall girl felt — I was big when I was little and they pushed me up a grade at 1st grade. I was still big even with kids a year older, but I felt much younger than everyone. Basically a literal big baby… eventually my growth slowed and people caught up, but it sucked while it was happening. People assume SO much based on your size. Size-ism is discrimination!

tracyTracy said:

12:55 PM

i know what you mean about having a cast — i actually bought one once in a magic shop or something and wore it out once or twice…

B-boy said:

11:42 AM

When I was about 8 years old I fell down and hurt my leg badly. After a couple of days of limping around, I convinced my dad to take me to the doctor. I remember the doctor’s diagnosis so clearly, even to this day, “You have a minor sprain of you anke”, he said.
I limped out of the doctor’s office and started crying — I wanted to hear that I needed to be in a cast.
Somehow your desire for glasses reminded me of my desire to wear a cast.

ali said:

7:47 AM

From one short stop to another…love it!
Except that I had extremely visible braces on my teeth until senior year and it was not something to talk about.

Marianne said:

11:52 AM

Love this. Similarly, my sister and I used to wish we had braces. We would wrap paperclips around our teeth. Then, we finally did end up needing them and it wasn’t as great as our fantasy had been.

Dave said:

7:21 PM

It wasn’t until I was 15 that someone pointed out that I don’t have a chin. I’ve been self-conscious about it ever since.

zoe and adam said:

11:10 AM

adam: well, I wish I had more hair, but since there is nothing I can do about it, I have to accept it. I feel like I look different, though.

zoe: I like myself how I am. I really liked your story. I want to hear it again.

nancy said:

1:39 PM

Growing is just wonderful. It’s fun to read and it makes me remember my Mom who when I was in 7th grade bought me a pair of size 9 figure skates for Christmas. Just then of course I stopped growing. I remember those huge pair of skates hanging around my closet forever. Great work, Tracey. I want to read more.

gail said:

2:34 PM

Hi T,
I didn’t know you wore a brace when you were really young, or that you had orthotics. I’m surprised I don’t remember that. It’s great when you can mark the moments in life when having a difference changes from feeling bad to feeling OK or even good, or when suddenly you realize something you didn’t like about yourself has changed.
I like the detail in the drawings, especially in the first episode. It’s funny how we both struggled with our height for opposite reasons and it occurs to me now that my desire as a kid was usually to be “average” or to “fit in” and when I think about that now it’s the very last thing I would want. I’m glad we’re not average.

tracyTracy said:

1:23 PM

BL you’ll like this most recent update — it starts with shoes.

glad to know everyone is enjoying the story so far.

B.L. said:

2:47 PM

that one takes me back!
I wasnt too tall or too short, but my mom did embarass me to death when buying shoes. She always made a big deal about my BIG feet. My big feet are now just average.

love the rainbow tee

thumpie said:

11:59 AM

Yes, I know how Gail feels! When I was in elementary school, I grew so much that they made me skip a grade, so that I’d be with kids my size. It sucked because they were at a different stage in their lives with different experiences, and I just wanted to be with my (smaller) friends.

kiki said:

11:34 AM

I was the tallest girl in my school forever and i felt like I stuck out and I hated it then I switched schools and amazingly half the girls were shorter and half taller – i was happy for a little bit then started wishing I was taller! love your comics – brings back memories!

maria said:

11:28 AM

I also interesting to look at these things as an adult. I also stopped growing when I was 11 and went from being one of the tallest in my class to average and then below average

it’s funny how different aspects of our physique kinda haunts us and then we make peace with it and it totally switched things around. Can’t wait for the rest of it

mark quigley said:

5:52 PM

very cute. i wanna see more so please add me to the mailing list. hope you and lak and the bun in the oven are well.

nancy said:

3:28 AM

I love the green monster who is hiding behind the shut door:Do Not Open. When writing is a way to let others in and not to keep them out. I think it’s called a double bind. Heh Heh

B-boy said:

6:09 PM

Every word and every line is a gem! Will the story end before new baby begins? Will you ever write about motherhood?

pami said:

12:00 PM

Good Morning, Tracy. Once again, I can relate. I stopped growing at 12 and was 5’1″ forever. About three years ago I began seeing a chiropractor. After about a year of adjustments, I started measuring taller. Now they have me officially at 5’3″. Weird huh?

I always felt “too short” in most circumstances, but I wasn’t “short enough” to be everyone’s little darling. So, I either dreamed of being 4’11” or 5’7″. Neither came true.

I look forward to the rest of the story