VERY DEPRESSIVE - YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
Hi. Thanks for accepting me here. I was reading on forum for quite some time and decided to join and share my story + possibly find inner peace and/or help
Sorry for my english.
At age 10, doctors figured it is gyne (too soon puberty). It was not only fat, but glands too.
I was heavily bullied because of that.
At age 13-14, bullying got slightly less often, but it was still here. My moobs grew up with me at what I would say cup C size.
I was depressed and suicidal, thought about killing myself almost every day. I still don't know why I never did it.
At age 16, when most kids (teens) go out, meet new people, get in first relationships, learn about their sexuality - I decided I didn't need that and skipped it. Wasn't going out - which made me more isolated than ever and lose those people that I used to call friends.
--To overtake those that will ask - no, I still haven't had: sex, gf, kiss, hug... --
At age 18, I got the surgery. I wasn't happy with the outcome - it left me with 10-15 cm scars under my moobs and too large nipples which surgeon in my opinion didn't reduce enough. Since our economical standard is different than rest of the world (paid around 6000 €, which is about 10 months worth of normal job pay). I didn't have heart to tell my parents I am not happy with the outcome. Which made me even more depressed and I gained a lot of weight and...
At age 21 I reached the peak of my weight. 125kg. Now I am down to 120kg, which took me 2 months. But it seems my gyne is back. My "new" moobs feel exactly like my "old" ones and now just like fat. Which makes me even more depressed, sad and... you guessed it - suicidal.
How am I spending my days?
Well - we have a farm. I am working on it and around it. My best friend is our JD tractor. And last time I left it was when my parents LITERALLY DRAGGED me to doctor when I had a fist fracture (hit a bull in the side of his head when he attacked me).
I am still, if not more than ever: depressed, sad and ofc suicidal.
Thinking about doing "it" every day - it is first thought I have when I wake up and last I have before sleep. I often think why I haven't done it back when I was 14, before I've been mentally hurt, before my parents spend all that money, before I became this what I am now.
Why? Because how am I supposed to explain one day to some unlucky lady that may fall in love with me that I probably had boobs bigger than hers???!?!!
I know this story seems like it is made up, but it is not.
It is just the way it is. 100% true.
And how did it ruin my mind?
I am constantly depressed, sad, suicidal ("trio anti-fantastico"). It made me like physical pain so I wouldn't feel psychic pain to the point that I don't even feel it anymore, for example when I hit my head at something because I hate myself.
It also made me agressive with very short fuse (not talking about penis!) and full of hate for both peopel who bullied me and who didn't.
I don't know how all of this will end - but honestly, I don't see the light anymore.
PS. I am crying right now and my english is not good even without stress. This is huge step for me. I never told anyone, and I don't think anyone outside my family knows about surgery.
PSS.
Picture shows how I walk, because I started walking leaned forward to hide it how ever I could and it resulted in permanent hump.