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Breast Reduction!!! 20 Y/o, 32DDD, 130lbs, 5'3
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Hi! I've been loving reading everyone's reviews...
Hi! I've been loving reading everyone's reviews here! It's all so reassuring and hopeful.
I'm not sure about uploading photos of myself (I'm rather wary of the internet), but I did make a cast of my breasts as they are right now. I wanted to create a representation of the way the world sees my body. I invited everyone to write whatever they wanted on the cast.
My breasts went from the large side of average to the small side of large when I was 14.
The more they grew, the more people perked up. It started with small things — nicknames from friends, a bit of back pain here or there. Slowly, everything got bigger. I could feel men’s eyes on me whenever I was outside in anything less than a winter jacket.
When I was 15, working as a waitress at a resort, a father told me that he thought that I had a cute bathing suit. He said it in front of his wife and kids. I never swam on my break again.
My breasts went from a 32DD to a 32DDD.
My bras started costing upwards of $100 and I started having break downs in changing rooms because sales girls told me that they didn’t carry bikinis in my size. My back pain went from an occasional twinge to an ache that rarely went away. There were days I perched on the edge of my chair because to sit fully in it for 75 minutes would be unbearable.
There were the creepy older men, but there were also the coworkers who made jokes about my boob size a week into our working relationship. There were the classmates who did impressions of how saggy my boobs are going to be at 70. There was being told that I shouldn’t buy a certain dress because if I wore it, men would get the wrong idea. There was the fact that part of why it took me 19 years to realize that I am gay was because I spent so many years focusing on the sexuality that others projected on me.
I’m having breast reduction surgery at the end of April.
I love my body, but the way it exists right now means that it causes me pain on a daily basis. I am changing that.
I'm not sure about uploading photos of myself (I'm rather wary of the internet), but I did make a cast of my breasts as they are right now. I wanted to create a representation of the way the world sees my body. I invited everyone to write whatever they wanted on the cast.
My breasts went from the large side of average to the small side of large when I was 14.
The more they grew, the more people perked up. It started with small things — nicknames from friends, a bit of back pain here or there. Slowly, everything got bigger. I could feel men’s eyes on me whenever I was outside in anything less than a winter jacket.
When I was 15, working as a waitress at a resort, a father told me that he thought that I had a cute bathing suit. He said it in front of his wife and kids. I never swam on my break again.
My breasts went from a 32DD to a 32DDD.
My bras started costing upwards of $100 and I started having break downs in changing rooms because sales girls told me that they didn’t carry bikinis in my size. My back pain went from an occasional twinge to an ache that rarely went away. There were days I perched on the edge of my chair because to sit fully in it for 75 minutes would be unbearable.
There were the creepy older men, but there were also the coworkers who made jokes about my boob size a week into our working relationship. There were the classmates who did impressions of how saggy my boobs are going to be at 70. There was being told that I shouldn’t buy a certain dress because if I wore it, men would get the wrong idea. There was the fact that part of why it took me 19 years to realize that I am gay was because I spent so many years focusing on the sexuality that others projected on me.
I’m having breast reduction surgery at the end of April.
I love my body, but the way it exists right now means that it causes me pain on a daily basis. I am changing that.
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