Am I crazy if I want a boyfriend who desires other women more than me? Let him tell me to my face, let him only use me to rape me and imagine he's raping them...
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When I was 16 I sat in a doctor’s office crying because I wanted a boob reduction so badly.
I had massive boobs by the time I was 13 and I genuinely HATED them growing up. Girls at school talked about me behind my back, older men stared at me constantly, teachers dress coded me for outfits other girls could wear without issues, and every bra felt like medieval armor 😭
I used to wear giant hoodies in 100 degree weather just to hide my chest because I was so embarrassed by how much attention it got me.
By high school I had horrible back pain, permanent bra strap marks on my shoulders, and this deep feeling that my body was “too much.” I remember thinking if I could just make my boobs smaller maybe people would finally see ME instead of immediately staring at my chest the second I walked into a room.
So I seriously almost got a reduction.
And honestly? Thank god I didn’t.
Because somewhere between graduating high school and becoming an absolute menace in college, my entire relationship with my body changed 💀
In college I slowly stopped hiding myself. I started wearing tighter tops. Going to parties. Flirting more. Letting myself actually FEEL hot instead of apologizing for existing all the time.
And eventually I realized something:
I didn’t hate my boobs.
I hated the shame everyone else attached to them.
The same body I used to cry over became the body that gave me confidence, attention, freedom, and honestly a huge part of my personality now 😭
Don’t get me wrong, they still cause problems. My back still hurts. Bikinis are still a scam. Button-up shirts are basically science fiction. Men still forget how to maintain eye contact around me.
But now? I genuinely love them.
It’s honestly crazy looking back at younger me crying in oversized hoodies because she thought her body was a curse… meanwhile adult me grew into a massive slut who absolutely worships her giant tits 💀
Do you like my tits too?