My soul mate and wife, Marge, is the same height as me - 5'6". And when she wears heels, she is taller than me. It hasn't been a problem. From the time we first talked and then when I first saw her, I knew we were meant for each other.
Most of my life I've dated and married petite females. But I've never suffered from the small-man syndrome (over compensating by acting "tough").
I guess in terms of money, I haven't been as successful as some. Yet, I've had a very rich life. I'm grateful for all my blessings. I've been kind of a "jack of all trades," and maybe someday I'll use it in writing.
If I had fallen in love with a female much taller than me, I guess slow dancing in public wouldn't have been advisable. And, as a youngster, I resented the tall guys dating the petite girls. But there seemed to be enough left to where I never felt bereft.
I think how you act and how you communicate means more than physical attributes.
