Hey guys,
This post is long overdue, I should of done this a long time ago...anyway here is my story.
I started getting lumps under my nipples around sophomore year of high school, and just like everyone else my parents and doctors all said that it would just go away...well it didn't. I just remember how much I used to suffer how I would cry myself to sleep and just wonder why this would happen to me and no one else. It looked so weird on me because I am a very skinny guy weighing about 140 but had a huge knobby nips (especially on the right side check out the pic below!) It sucked so much.
I was considered part of the "popular" group of kids at my school because I was a nice funny and attractive kid, but I felt so bad all the time. I would always end up singling myself out because I would avoid situations where there was a possibility where I had to take off my shirt. I missed out on so many great times with my friends by coming up with some stupid lie about how I had something to do instead of going to the river with them or going to the beach. Because of this I would stop being invited to events and and feel excluded in conversations within my own group of friends. I felt so alone because of this secret I was keeping. The worst thing about gyno is that even though it is something that consumes your life you have to hide it and keep it a secret. I don't think I've ever lied so much in my life to keep a secret hidden. It seriously kills me to this day.
I even avoided sex! super messed up right? I'm a good looking guy and and was really nice and funny and the girls loved me but I was such a whimp and was so scared to take my shirt off with girls that I would just avoid having sex. I would just go on dates with girls and make out with them at the movies or something and then not talk to them again. My only girlfriend I've had was when I was 16 (freshman year of high school before I had gyno). I remember I finally sacked up had sex for the first time senior year of high school but I just layer on my back because I was too scared to stand over the girl...I felt like an idiot but it was all because I was just scared because of my gyno.
Anyway, enough was enough and I convinced my parents to let me get surgery. Before surgery though, I had to go to my beach week...darn. I was so pumped to get wasted with my friends but going to the beach was something I was dreading. I have a very nice body which I'm super proud of but my nipples had gotten even bigger since sophomore year and it was so embarrassing. Anyway my beach week pretty much consisted of me lying on my stomach on beach towel then pinching my nipples whenever I had to get up and running to the cold water whenever I wanted to just stand up. So ridiculous I did all that, but what else could I do? My entire beach week I just couldn't wait for my surgery.
Finally, I got surgery (before and after pics below). I did it right after beach week. I was so excited to finally be taking the steps to turn my life around. I had Dr.Bermant and he was amazing! (sorry I'm writing just now because he has retired but I'm sure there many other great doctors!) Anyway I was very stressed out because I had seen so many pictures of cratered nipples and massive scars which to me is pretty much just as bad as gyno itself. I was lucky and Bermant did a great job! (I have scar on right side but it's my fault and I'm taking care of it right now and I will talk about it below). The problem with the surgery is that the recovery process is so brutal. Basically it was summer before college and all my friends were all going to lake houses and beach houses but I had to avoid it all because I had to recover from my surgery. Basically my entire summer consisted of me wearing tight body vests with surgical tape over my nips. I had to avoid my friends once again and spew out even more lies which killed me inside. My friends thought I was an not a nice person but what else could I do? I was way too embarrassed to tell them about all this. Getting to the point though, Getting surgery was the best thing that's ever happened to me. I am just so happy and lucky to have parents that loved me and cared for me enough to make such a huge payment for "plastic surgery". They understood my pain and suffering. I was depressed all through high school because of this stupid shit and although I'm a lot better now I still have so many mental scars. If only I could of gotten surgery right at the start but anyway to all you teens reading this I think that a great plan for you guys is to get surgery during the summer and just go away on trip with your family for a while. That way it's easy to hide that you had surgery and makes recovery more effective because you can focus on it a lot more!
What next...Hmm. Oh! So right after surgery, I went to freshman year of college at UNCW. BEST YEAR OF MY LIFE! .... well at least at first. When Dr.Bermant took off my garment for the first time in August I literally fainted. I swear this is not a lie. I was standing and I thought there was a crater in my left nipple and seriously everything started to go white and I had to lie on the bed for 10 minutes. Luckily there wasn't and I was just freaking out but dudes seriously, this surgery is serious stuff make sure you take it seriously when you get it too! Anyway my surgery turned out fantastic! You honestly couldn't tell I ever had gyno and I was so happy! happier than I ever remember being in my entire life. I went to freshman year of college a changed man. I was so energetic and vibrant finally being able to be the real me after so many years of hiding and lying I can't even describe how amazing I felt. I played pick up soccer without my shirt on and all the girls were checking me out. I hooked up with so many girls and went to the beach a lot. I was living the life and I was so happy. Unfortunatly, I am a fucking idiot and I went to the beach a little too much and got a little too much sun before I had fully recovered from surgery and was left with hyper pigmentation on my scars! darn!!!! 2 YEARS LATER I'M STILL BASHING MYSELF FOR BEING SUCH A FUCKING IDIOT!!! I mean overall it's so much better and I'm a lot more confident but still...I fucked up so bad. Anyway so the first half of freshman year was bomb while the 2nd half wasn't as good because I had mini scars under my nipples. Microscopic to most but the world to me
I'm such a fucking idiot. Anyway moral of this paragraph don't ever ever ever ever ever go into the sun until you know for a fact your a fully recovered. I was just so drunkenly happy from my fantastic surgery and made one of the worst decisions of my life.
Well now it's two years after my surgery and I am currently getting laser surgery on my left nipple to reduce some small redness (barely visible I'm just a perfectionist and luckily have the best mom in the entire planet) The right side is a little worse and is not red but darker from hyper pigmentation so they are giving me a bleaching agent to apply. The doctor says that he's confident that they will be looking great in no time! Hopefully so! Anyway I am very optimistic about everything and can't wait to be super me again
Again guys, I can't emphasize how important this surgery is. There are so many posts on this site of older men talking about how they started getting lumps when they were 13 like you and me but unlike them you can change your life now and prevent years of suffering! If you guys have the money please do this surgery! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! I don't want anyone to feel the pain I did. It changed me so much. Depression is such a monster. Although I am happy that I see the world through a clearer set of eyes because of my huge depression as a teen I can't even imagine how incredible my life could of been if I had never had to deal with this monster. Gyno is a disease it makes me sick. It's terrible we have to go through this crap but you can fight it! Please listen to my advice and my story and know that getting surgery is the right thing. It's scary and expensive but it's worth it. It will change your life I promise. I'm so much happier now (still got to fix these retarded scars). Life is so beautiful and you don't want to live it hiding because your scared of embarassment. I hope this post helped you guys out! It helped me out just writing it! And don't be an not a nice person like me guys...write your post right away I know I could of helped out a lot more people if I had just posted this right after my surgery until waiting till now...BE HAPPY GUYS AND I BELIVE IN YOU!!!
-ZH