Hello
At the beginning of my sophmore year in high school I began to grow Breasts. At first I didn't really notice it, until I was told I by my friend that I have man-boobs. We both laughed at the joke and thought nothing of it ever again. I am a senior and my friend is gone to Nevada. I am now here . . . hiding a condition that haunts me everytime I look in the mirror. "They aren't that big!" people tell me. I joke about it to make myself feel better, but deep down I am going mad. I had an ambition to be a singer and model, but it looks like all thouse hopes and dreams are thrown out the window thanks to a medical condition my medical card will not cover to fix. My parents wouldnt believe me anyway. I brought it up to my mother one day and she laughed hysterically. She said, "Yeah your fathers boobs can fit into my bra!" she is serious. I think dad has em too, but he is overweight. I am 6'2 and only 190 pounds, these things protrude out of my chest like melons. Oddly shaped, they slowly rise off the muscle of my sholders and into a triangle point. I have worked out obsesivley to the point of extreme pain to get rid of them, but they are still there. The wierd part is the muscle on my arms and chest are starting to develop, which I like, but my chest is still flabby, the jiggle when I walk, and my nipples are about 2/3 the size they were two years ago. I am afraid they are getting bigger everytime I work out, but I dont want to stop. Im stuck . . . like I am sure many of you are. My parents will not accept the fact that their little boy has breasts and laugh at the idea.
sometimes I cry myself into a depression I cant get out of cause of these things. One night at about midnight I contemplated cutting them off with a knife. I had the knife in hand and was about to do it. My Ex-Girlfriend said they were fine, but I know it, I see it in her eyes she was lying. She is the only person who ever saw them the past two years. I am constantly dressing in layers to hide them and my father is getting mad because I am waisting money on clothes. It wouldn't be so bad if I was overweight, it would blen in then. But I am skinny! you can see my ribs and then they rise to these mounds that are sticking out of my chest!!! oh god . . .
I have showed some people, by taking off one of my shirts and grabbing hold of it for them to see as a joke, some people laugh and others snicker . . . it hurts, and Im tired of hiding it. I want it to go away.
Along with the gyne I noticed stretch marks that have ran down my shoulders, I think the gyne caused them. Im afraid any hope of a modeling career is completely over.
I will have pictures on here one day soon of my problem.
Any advice, I . . . I feel like Im dieing inside slowly, and I cant get myself out of this rut . . .