I have to say.. I'm mortified to see how badly this condition has affected most of you.
So sorry to see, how many of you still battle with the mental side, even though the physical aspect has been removed.
It kills me to see, how badly this condition has ruined so many lifes.
How this condition turns happy young men into outcasts of society.
How it makes us into fearful beings, losing touch on life. Forgetting how to really rejoice about little things.
I am lucky to live in a country, where the general healthcare system performs this operation with the cost of a day in the city's hospital.
I urge you in the US/UK/Anyfuckingwhere, who have lived through gyne, gone through surgery, and feeling that change, to unite.
To unite, and put up an petition, addressed to the insurance companies, to change their policy on covering gynecomastia.
This is without a doubt one of the hardest burdens to carry, one of the worst hands to be dealt as a teenage boy.
I breathe freely now. I breathe freely because that burden on my chest has been removed.
I hope that all the men that are still battling with this condition, day to day, concealing it, living in secrecy, get a chance at breathing freely.
Those men that cannot afford this surgery, they need the help of others, you all need to UNITE.
I'm on post-op day 5, a little bruising, a little soreness. The vest is killing me.
But I'm waiting for the day that I can take off my shirt on a hot summer day, and run along the beach.
On that same beach, where I was ridiculed as a young boy.