There’s one awful thing about losing tons of weight after de-transitioning:
I am now just beginning to *see* how much ‘gender affirming’ breast binding has disfigured my upper body.
I’ve been able to *feel* the damage and disfigurement the whole time; not only to my breasts, but to my ribs, spine, nerves, skin, breathing and tissue. I have zero erogenous sensation in my chest. None. I’ve felt these things (or lac thereof) for a long time, even since quitting breast binding about three years ago.
But the first time I began to see my rib bones, with my own eyes, was today.
As I lose these last few pounds, I expect that I will have to truly contend with the choices I made at far too young of an age, starting in middle school, to alter my upper body in order to “pass” as the sex I am not. I was told by activists online that breast binding is totally safe and reversible. I was even told this by a doctor.
But breast binding is NOT safe. It does not do reversible damage. That is a lie.
It’s actually quite jarring to see my asymmetrically flared ribs through my shirt. But I think I’m beginning to get a clearer picture of mechanically what all has gone wrong. Without as much fat covering them, side sleeping is becoming a total nightmare.
Anyways, here’s me trying to make the best of an unfortunate situation, by doing what I always do; skating!
Repost if you’ve read this until the end. I hope to potentially reach a young woman or her parents, who may think that breast binding is totally harmless exploration.
TLDR: it isn’t. They’re lying to you.
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