Basically I have been on this site for years and this is the firt time i am adding a post about my gyne experince on here.
Since college my cousin had made a joke about my chest and this is where it started. I had devleoped this breats and i have done nearly everything i can do about hiding em. The worse part was going to uni, and living with 4 other guys. in the summer they would go to the park, and due to sever embarrasment i would sit at home with my thick hoodie on at home.
I think this condition has severly depressed me as i cannot do half the this the average guy does. This is even a problem when i am driving with my seatbelt on, and they just hanger over my belt. Simple things like walking out in a t-shirt, damn sometimes even sitting on a slightly inclinging chair becomes a problem. Due to this i have suffered back aches and shoulders pains.
Pyscologically suffering from this condition has been, i think, absoloutly devastating on me. I know i have been getting depress espically over the last few months, as i cant even walk out of the house in public without a jacket on, so id rather stay at home.
Worst part is getting a job. I used to work in the outdoors a few years ago, and wearing a polo shirt was a no go. I rember wearing a work fleece in the hot blazing sun. after this itgot too much and so i left the job. I woul not work in a place wear i have to wear a polo shirt as uniform, as my breats would be out on public show. This was not the only job iv hadto leave due to this.
2 weeks ago i was supposed to go to a family wedding and when i got ready i could see m breast sticking rght out of my shirt. I immediatly told my parants i am not going to thewedding. They were slightly concerned why igot compltly ready and just as we was walking out of the door i ra upstairs and said i wasnt goin. This has made my severly upset,and even thought about how i did not want to live the rest of my live with this breats, which were ruining an stopping me from simple activites.
I then went to go and see my GP. He tookblood tests, asked me question n things.But i dont think that he realised, tht it was affecting my pscologically more than anything else. Overall i wasnt happy wth the visit from the GP> I actually dont think he gave a s***t.
I am a student at uni 21 years old. For an operation its gonan cost thousands. I am already in overdraft and no way would any loans company loan me any more.
At this point i knew i had to tell my dad or someone.
I knnow many of you find it hard to talk to ur parants about it. but if u write everything down on a peice of paper and leave it by their bedside, and they will read it.
I wrote what teh condition was, how iv had to deal with it for the last 5 years, and also how it is pscologically making me ill.
At the end i did write if he would help me with the financial side of the operation. However i guess hel talk to me tonighwhen he gets back from work. Am keeping my fingers cross, that he understands the torture i am going throguh and will lend me the money.
Before i finish i want to thank EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU on this site, for helping me out with all of this. 1 month ago i could never ever see my self even talkin to my gp or my dad about this problem. I have kept this condition a secret for the last 5 years.
Thank you soooo much, i will keep u informed about my situation and will keep a diary if my dad gives me a go ahead with the op.
cheers .