I’ve spent years my life trying to come to terms with my appearance. I’ve dealt with a lifetime of insecurity brought on by my inability to deal with my relatives’ fat-phobia. I was the shyest kid in school, and the first to need a bra. Not exactly a recipe for self-confidence. I spent years hunched over, trying to hide the obvious fact that besides being somewhat chubby, I’m also very top-heavy.
Eventually I got to a point of self-acceptance. I now walk tall, shoulders back, good posture. I wear fitted tops that don’t make me look pregnant, because I don’t feel the need to hide myself. I have learned to deal with the fact that I am overweight and busty. I look almost exactly like my dear, wonderful, late aunt who was funny, smart, and one of the most loving people I have ever known.
Tonight I felt for a split-second like that insecure teenager again. I was chatting online with a friend of mine, who I’ve been considering as possible dating material. We were talking about weight, losing it, etc. He unloads this little nugget of positivity: “I dont think you look too bad, except that… if you don’t mind me being frank… you seem to have too much of it all in one place.”
No fucking way, I never noticed. Thanks for pointing it out, you’re a real pal. He then goes on to tell me of the women he has known who’ve gotten reductions ‘for health reasons’. I had no idea such a procedure existed. Thanks for making it all clear to me. Your helpfulness knows no bounds.
He ain’t the first person to tell me this, either. Jesus fucking Christ, people, is it really necessary to tell someone with an obvious physical characteristic that might not be the norm how they can ‘correct’ it? I would never tell a guy with a two-inch dick “hey, you know…you could use a few more inches, there. I know some guys that have had great luck with penis enlargement surgery.” I can’t believe the number of people who feel free to comment on my size, as if they’re commenting on the weather. People I’ve just met, people I’ve known for a long time. Everyone has an opinion, but some people just can’t seem to keep their opinions to themselves. Color me bitter if you want, but I want people to shut the fuck up about my tits. I am well aware of their existence. If I want to pare them down, I’ll do it on my own goddamn terms.