So guys I m 18.3 years old and here me out.

So last year on December 25th , I measured myself and marked my height on the wall and then Today I measured my height again on the same wall . And to my surprise I m an inch taller !!

So for my parents They are 5 11 and 5 5 , and my older brother is 6 . And my dad and brother grew till they were 21 . So for me I m 175.2cm ! So is it a good trajectory for height ? And can I reach 5 11 or even 5 1O ??

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So guys I m 2. batch student and for health Issues I was very inconsistent and now I have this much backlog . so for context In maths 2nd chapter has started with5 lectures already done and in Physics 3rd chapter has started and in Chemistry 3rd chapter and I have only done this much yet .

Now I need advice should I complete those charters from one-shot? or should I just complete backlog and do the according to weekly test??

So guys I m 18.3 years old and here me out.

So last year on December 25th , I measured myself and marked my height on the wall and then Today I measured my height again on the same wall . And to my surprise I m an inch taller !!

So for my parents They are 5 11 and 5 5 , and my older brother is 6 . And my dad and brother grew till they were 21 . So for me I m 175.2cm ! So is it a good trajectory for height ? And can I reach 5 11 or even 5 1O ??

Not my image !!

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Hey guys so I m 18 year old 175cm . But my dad is 5 11 and my mom is 5 5 and my older brother is 6 , So I have always been worried about my height since Im the shortest .

So I asked my dad and brother and they said they grew till 21 so I was curious If I will as well. so now as result of this I often find myself measuring my height , sometimes multiple times a day . And its very overwhelming tbh .

But I started tracking my height form 5th may on same time of day so I was 174.5 at first and now I m 175 to 175.2 cm ig . Is it true height . and moreover How I can get rid of this habit . please help!! Its ruining my energy

Hey guys so 9 days ago my brother measured my height on 6 pm and it was around 174.1 cm and today he measured again at 9 pm instead and it was 175cm . i m 18 is it actual growth

So I'm an 18-year-old guy, and about 8 months ago I went on UmiNGLE and met a girl from the Philippines.

We exchanged Instagram accounts and started talking about movies because that's what brought us to Instagram in the first place. She was a huge movie fan. A few days passed, and we were talking constantly, getting to know each other better. I really enjoyed it.

Eventually we became friends and started playing games together. She even gave me access to some of her secondary game accounts so we could play together. We played Roblox and a few other games, and honestly, we had a great time.

For months we chatted every day, shared reels, played games, and just enjoyed each other's company. It felt like a normal friendship at first.

Then her birthday came around. I remembered the date and made a small webpage for her with the help of ChatGPT. I wrote a bunch of birthday wishes and personalized messages. She absolutely loved it and was incredibly happy afterward.

By that point, we'd been talking for around three months, and I realized something: I was becoming very attached to her. My days started depending on whether I talked to her or not.

She would often send me reels of guys she found attractive. Every time she did, I felt jealous. That's when I finally admitted something to myself: I had a huge crush on her.

She was exactly my type, and I liked her a lot.

Even though I didn't enjoy seeing those reels, I stayed quiet for a while. Eventually I couldn't keep it to myself anymore.

On February 10th, a few days before Valentine's Day, I sent her a message confessing my feelings.

I honestly expected her to block me or reject me immediately.

Instead, she called me.

I panicked and didn't answer.

A little later I called her back, and she asked, "What were you trying to say? Tell me what you mean."

I was nervous, but I finally told her.

She said, "I wasn't expecting this from you, but why didn't you say it on Valentine's Day?"

I made some excuse, and then she asked if I wanted a serious relationship.

I told her yes, but that the decision was hers.

She said she needed time to think about it.

Later I learned about the Filipino tradition of ligaw, where a guy shows his sincerity through his actions before entering a relationship. Looking back, I was basically courting her.

Months later, she remembered my birthday too. I had mentioned it only once around seven months earlier.

She created a heartfelt Canva slideshow filled with things I loved: my favorite food, places I wanted to visit, and a bunch of personal details she remembered about me. I was amazed by how much effort she put into it.

She also made a webpage for me with a long birthday message.

One part said:

"You know what? When you told me that you loved me, I was thanking God that you finally said it. I felt so relieved. I had doubts that you didn't like me, but I'm so thankful. Happy birthday to my handsome guy."

That message made me cry.

That's when I realized she had liked me all along and had simply been waiting for me to make the first move.

But there was another side to things.

Over time she opened up about her struggles. She told me she often felt trapped, like she was living inside a cage. She cried herself to sleep and sometimes wished she wouldn't wake up the next day.

One day she told me I should focus on myself and leave her.

I was devastated.

I poured my heart out and convinced her to stay, and she did.

As time passed, we continued talking, calling each other nicknames like "babe" and "mahal," and things seemed okay on the surface.

But deep down she was still struggling with those feelings.

I tried everything I could think of to help her feel better. I reassured her, listened to her, and stayed by her side.

But sometimes caring about someone isn't enough to fix what they're going through.

A month ago she sent me one final message:

"With my condition now, there's just too much going on. I feel like I'm in a cage, and I don't know when this feeling will end. I would like you to focus on your studies. I hope everything works out for you. Thank you for everything. Take care of yourself and always be the wonderful person you are."

Then she unfollowed me.

I think she may have deleted her Instagram account too.

It's been about a month now.

To be honest, I haven't fully moved on.

I still miss her a lot.

But despite everything, I genuinely hope she's okay. I hope she finds happiness and overcomes whatever she's fighting.

So I'm an 18-year-old guy, and about 8 months ago I went on UmiNGLE and met a girl from the Philippines.

We exchanged Instagram accounts and started talking about movies because that's what brought us to Instagram in the first place. She was a huge movie fan. A few days passed, and we were talking constantly, getting to know each other better. I really enjoyed it.

Eventually we became friends and started playing games together. She even gave me access to some of her secondary game accounts so we could play together. We played Roblox and a few other games, and honestly, we had a great time.

For months we chatted every day, shared reels, played games, and just enjoyed each other's company. It felt like a normal friendship at first.

Then her birthday came around. I remembered the date and made a small webpage for her with the help of ChatGPT. I wrote a bunch of birthday wishes and personalized messages. She absolutely loved it and was incredibly happy afterward.

By that point, we'd been talking for around three months, and I realized something: I was becoming very attached to her. My days started depending on whether I talked to her or not.

She would often send me reels of guys she found attractive. Every time she did, I felt jealous. That's when I finally admitted something to myself: I had a huge crush on her.

She was exactly my type, and I liked her a lot.

Even though I didn't enjoy seeing those reels, I stayed quiet for a while. Eventually I couldn't keep it to myself anymore.

On February 10th, a few days before Valentine's Day, I sent her a message confessing my feelings.

I honestly expected her to block me or reject me immediately.

Instead, she called me.

I panicked and didn't answer.

A little later I called her back, and she asked, "What were you trying to say? Tell me what you mean."

I was nervous, but I finally told her.

She said, "I wasn't expecting this from you, but why didn't you say it on Valentine's Day?"

I made some excuse, and then she asked if I wanted a serious relationship.

I told her yes, but that the decision was hers.

She said she needed time to think about it.

Later I learned about the Filipino tradition of ligaw, where a guy shows his sincerity through his actions before entering a relationship. Looking back, I was basically courting her.

Months later, she remembered my birthday too. I had mentioned it only once around seven months earlier.

She created a heartfelt Canva slideshow filled with things I loved: my favorite food, places I wanted to visit, and a bunch of personal details she remembered about me. I was amazed by how much effort she put into it.

She also made a webpage for me with a long birthday message.

One part said:

"You know what? When you told me that you loved me, I was thanking God that you finally said it. I felt so relieved. I had doubts that you didn't like me, but I'm so thankful. Happy birthday to my handsome guy."

That message made me cry.

That's when I realized she had liked me all along and had simply been waiting for me to make the first move.

But there was another side to things.

Over time she opened up about her struggles. She told me she often felt trapped, like she was living inside a cage. She cried herself to sleep and sometimes wished she wouldn't wake up the next day.

One day she told me I should focus on myself and leave her.

I was devastated.

I poured my heart out and convinced her to stay, and she did.

As time passed, we continued talking, calling each other nicknames like "babe" and "mahal," and things seemed okay on the surface.

But deep down she was still struggling with those feelings.

I tried everything I could think of to help her feel better. I reassured her, listened to her, and stayed by her side.

But sometimes caring about someone isn't enough to fix what they're going through.

A month ago she sent me one final message:

"With my condition now, there's just too much going on. I feel like I'm in a cage, and I don't know when this feeling will end. I would like you to focus on your studies. I hope everything works out for you. Thank you for everything. Take care of yourself and always be the wonderful person you are."

Then she unfollowed me.

I think she may have deleted her Instagram account too.

It's been about a month now.

To be honest, I haven't fully moved on.

I still miss her a lot.

But despite everything, I genuinely hope she's okay. I hope she finds happiness and overcomes whatever she's fighting.

Sometimes two people can care deeply about each other, but life gets in the way before they get the chance to be together.

TL;DR: Met a girl from the Philippines online, became close friends, developed feelings for each other, and shared some amazing memories. She was struggling with personal issues and eventually left to focus on herself. I still miss her, but I hope she's doing better.

hey Iturned 18 on FEB and I m 175cm . Despite my dad being 5 11 and mom being 5 5 ad older brother being 182 , I couldnot surpass or match the height of my dad's . But mybrother told me he grew till 20 so Im wondering will I grow aswell? and If I do then how much like 4-5cm? or less or higher?