Howdy,
I feel like I know many of you all so well as I have read over many of your stories, though I don’t know all the details.
I wanted to share my story and introduce myself.
A few years ago, I ended up going down a path that I have since realized that I never should have gone down. This was in late 2019/ early 2020, and I was acting in a way that betrayed my ideals and myself. I wanted to run away from that version of my self and ran into the arms of a gender bender, which scooped me out and twisted me all around in all sorts of knots, and ended up on estrogen for a period of 3 years, on and off. The last year, I was on for the full year. I know many of you guys here didn’t get Gyno from that, but that’s how I came to be here.
For the past year or so, I’ve been working on myself, making myself better, and while I’ve been hiding this part of myself with binders, and other various ‘torture’ wear. My mother recently had some blood clots, which led me to do some research about compression garments, and I learned that they too can cause issues related to that. So, I switched back to a bra. I have 42E according to the A Bra that fits page, but I have a bra that I have been wearing since I stopped compressing a month or so ago, that I don’t know exactly what size it is, it fits well enough though I’d like to find some actual support. The sports bra I had was too small and tight, as I was using it at times to compress too.
I’ve been debating on going and getting sized at torrid, though my wife has said that she would be embarrassed for me, and I have to go alone. But I’d like to find at least one more bra that fits well.
As part of my more recent work with this, I’ve been attempting to forgive myself for this action performed on myself, and accept this part of me. It’s been challenging, because it feels so vulnerable, and so just, not who I am per se. I’ve slowly been accepting this, and that I will have to wear a bra. I started out with a plan to have surgery when the dust originally settled, but the more I learn about it, the more time has gone on, the more expensive and unjustifiable I seemed to find it. It seemed risky, and undesirable because of those risks and loss of what feels like so much.
At this point, I’m a dude with boobs, and I have accepted that to some extent. And I wanted to throw myself out there to open to discussion and thoughts and ideas.
I appreciate the wisdom of those who have come before, and I appreciate the wisdom of those who will come after.
Cheers,
KnownVariance