What is your worst gynecomastia memory :'(

[pancakes]

My worst memory is that some people asked me if I was a girl or a boy... This happened in the earlier stages of my gyne before I wore a compression vest. I told this to my parents and all they said was 'don't worry about it.'

[Lefty1984]

I'm 26 now and I've had gynecomastia since I was 13/14 yrs old. I can remember the first time I ever let anyone look at my chest. It was gym class and for some reason I didn't get dress trying to hide my chest. One of my classmates saw my chest and yelled look at that melon and why do yo just have one. I laughed it off as if it didn't bother me and made a joke about it. Well by the end of the day the whole school knew about it and random people would come up to me grabing at it and asking to see it. I went with it and in their eyes I was ok with it but I basically coped with my condition with making fun of it but truely hated it. My gynecomastia is on my left breast only so I just have one large breast ( about a B cup) and the other breast is a normal sized male chest. People in high school called me lefty not because I'm left handed but because of my breast. It's very noticable and my last straw was last year when my wife and I went on our honeymoon to Punta Canta. I was son embarrased to go swimming and it being 90 degrees there I almost had no choice. I went swimming with a black "wife beater" on to hide my chest and people asked why I was wearing it. I just said I'm ashamed of my body and walked away and was angry the rest of my honeymoon which is suppose to be a great time. My insurance wouldn't cover my surgery so I took out a personal loan to get the surgery done. I'm going under the knife in december 2011. I can't wait to go swimming and walk around without a shirt on. I've never had a chance to enjoy going shirtless. I will keep you guys posted on my surgery

[M31]

every day of my life.. or also having my parents make fun of me when i try to tell them about what i have and that i want it treated. No matter how much i try to tell them how it has destroyed my life they think its a joke and make fun of me.. no one will ever know and i swear to lord if i somehow get rich or famous one day i'll use my money to pay for peoples surgeries and create awareness to this problem because no one seems to really care, somedays i wish i rather had cancer

[M31]

Wow it's my first time posting. i cant believe i actually found other men with the same problem!

4)But in the end the most embarrasing memory is not really embarassing but it broke my heart because the one girl i really loved actually loved me back so i thought and i was never able to be comfortable around her and therefore she opted to date one of my best friends. Having G cost me the love of my life and self-estime. I still see that girl i used to love around the city sometimes with her new boyfriends and it really messes with my mind of what could of been!

Sorry for the long post i just really had to get this off my chest (no pun intended)
Now that i know about surgery all thats left is having the surgery done but no one around me knows what im going through so it is really hard trying to this alone! My parents are very old school and they just cant understand what im going through. Hopefully after my surgery i can start leading a normal life and pursue my dreams in the entertainement industrie like my brother and sister and finally know the felling to love someone who actually loves me back in the same way.

Damn that was long but i feel alot better now!

dudee me and you are in the same boat, theres this girl whos probably the most popular girl in high school who gets chased by dudes 24/7 . Shes a total 10 with the looks smarts and personality. I'm not a very good ladies man due to my gyno so i dont really talk to girls all that much. Anyway i met this girl and we hit it off right away. We talked 24/7 and i could tell she liked me! It was crazy for me because of how low my self esteem is and i was talking to the girl in school every guy would kill to date. Well anyway during spring she really wanted to go to the beach with me. I knew that if i went to the beach with her i could prolly get lucky afterwards;) But the thing is.. there was no way i could go to the beach with her! not with G, so i had to keep making excuses all summer not to go to the beach or swimming with her and now she doesnt even really talk to me anymore. I lost my only female friend and i screwed up what could have been an awesome relationship. It just hurts knowing that if i didn't have this condition i would have been with the coolest girl i've ever met and prolly ever will meet. She was like my bestfriend and we still talk every once in a while but shes too busy anymore with all the other guys in town. I missed my chance and i've been depressed ever since. i know theres tons of girls out there but ugh shes one of a kind It just hurts knowing that having G keeps you from being yourself

[headheldhigh01]

m31, this may be a late reply, but better late than never.  

i was in your shoes except i'm farther down the road, the girl is gone.  first the other guys and now no longer alive.  

yours is not gone.  the time to act is now.  

1.  tell yourself f*** it.  
2.  tell her you want to do lunch.  
3.  this is the hard part.  level with her.  

if you don't make it to steps two or three, repeat step one. 

if it was meant to be, so be it, nothing will happen.  but if she meant that much to you, believe me, a little temporary pain is NOT worth the regrets later.  just tell her what she meant to you and explain that no matter what happens, the REASON you acted like you did is the gyne, and it makes thousands of guys do the same thing.  even just because she was a friend, you owe her the explanation for that.  what are you scared of, that she'll reject you?  you're not together now!  what have you got to lose?  nada!

just effing do it, man!  make a deadline to call her.  pick up the phone.  if you see this, do it by next week.  if you don't and i see you post anywhere, i'm going to give you s***  

[fnnewguy]

I remember reading this forum years ago...thinking about surgery....then months ago...then weeks ago. If you keep weighing the options of surgery it must be important to you. I am now 2 days post op, i haven't removed the dressings yet, but im sure in time I will be pleased. I wish I would have pulled the trigger on this operation years ago.

[pazova]

I remember when i had penis surgery i was half naked without shirt and when medical sisters and doctors saw that on surgery they start laughing...one woman doctor asked me do you train something and they quickly cover my body...i dont know is it related with gynecomastia...i didnt feel embarassment cause i was on drugs on anestesia...i remember when i had 17 on medical exam in school one medical sister asked from what time i have that...i asked what she pointed on gynecomastia...

[cloudblue]

I was 13 years old and in 8th grade. A shirtless picture of me with a group of my peers at the beach was put up at my church as I was part of the youth group. My crush later told me that she saw it and said that it was "disgusting". Not a day went by thereafter that I didn't fantasize about taking a knife and mutilating my chest.

[zhengzhoujoe]

Hard to find a worse memory when they are all equally horrible for me. I think just the fact of thinking 1000 times before taking a shirt off, thinking which color to wear to hide the moobs, thinking how tight the shirt is because of moobs. Declining friends offers to hit the pool or beach and having to lie and say "I have a swimming phobia". Slouching when walking or sitting.

ok, well.. the worst was when I was having sex with a girl and she had very small breasts. She looked at my chest and started saying wow yours are bigger than mine. She looked at hers and looked sad. Ironic! shes a woman, so it's normal for her to have boobs in the first place yet she may feel as bad as I do for having small breasts, While I am a man with puffy milk dud looking nipples that look like little boobs and I am suffering... Ironic how society plays with our minds

[jakewardell]

When you wrack your brain trying to find the worst of the worse you realize how much gynecomastia actually interfered with your life. Horrible.

I'd say on reflection the worst part of it was that I let it ruin a couple of relationships which I'd have really valued at the time.

I could just never get on board with the fact that someone else might not care/laugh/tell other people.

Anytime I was on holiday with friends I was constantly anxious when I should have been enjoying myself - again, pretty terrible on reflection.

I'm also convinced shirts v skins is the worst idea of modern era - hell on earth to get yourself out of that one.

The only time in my life I didn't seriously worry about taking my shirt off was when I was stood in the surgeons office a couple of hours away from surgery and it's sad to think that's how it was for a decade.

[Leolone]

hi 18 years old and in college pretty much stuck having to wear a jacket all the time in school
its motherfucking hell man cant afford the surgery parents do not support me at all idk what to do i feel like crying sometimes im gay and want a bf so badly but this condition has prevented me from trying to get one im so depressed idk i feel like killing myself sometimes or running away to be alone. my gynecomastia is very noticeable on the left side of my chest with my extreme puffy nipple i cannot wear a shirt without a jacket or people will notice and make fun of me this life im living right now is pure hell but i feel peace that i am not alone in this terrible plight i have tried to live my life normally without my chest bothering me but at the end of the day shit is rough   sometimes i wonder why the darn god curse me like this 

[Alchemist]

I had plenty of gyne horror stories, from "shirts and skins" (in all the years of school that did shirts and skins, about 8 years worth, I was always, 100% of the time, assigned to skins by the coaches, no matter how it worked out.  If it was a count-off the coach always assigned skins to whatever I had, odd or even, 1 or 2 or whatever.  Always.  That doesn't happen by chance.

The 2nd worst was in high school.  One guy who had a home darkroom, took a picture of me in the shower and published it in an unofficial yearbook supplement for a group of 4 small private schools, 2 girls schools, that do lots of things together.  There were hundreds distributed.  That was in 9th grade.

The worst was a guy in Jr High that stuck me and various girls, in the breasts with pins to "pop their balloons", over and over.  Always he had plausible denyability.  Nobody actually saw him in action, always in a crowded hall and him just fart enough away and looking elsewhere by the time I or anybody could turn.  He had hear stories of air filled falsies ("gay deceivers" in the lingo of the 30-40s in which they were made) and he talked like he was sure that it had to be balloons or something though of course he knew otherwise.

Now having D-DD breasts is of no consequence.  Since back injuries in high school I've had to have good posture to prevent lots more pain so I never got into that hunched over stance so many adopt.  I'm also a card (AANR membership) carrying nudist and even while in school skinny dipped with my friends.  When everybody is nude, NOBODY EVER SAYS A THING, even as teens.  They themselves feel terrified of having their "imperfections" pointed out.  At the nudist clubs I get a good quantity of bare breasted hugs from the ladies.  An starting at an early teen age, I got offers from the girls who were as fascinated with my growing breasts, often larger than theirs, of "you can feel mine if I can feel yours".  I got to feel the breasts of a lot of young ladies.

Having breasts didn't slow me down in dating.  By the time their shirts and bras were off, taking off my shirt had no effect.  Most seemed to find it interesting to play with them and for others it was a complete nothing. Many of them knew brothers, fathers, uncles etc. with gyne and thought nothing of it.

I even tried out for a play where there was a character that played both a female (plenty of visible cleavage to sell the female role) and a male role.  However, the young lady trying out made a better man.  I was just too big in chest and shoulders to make a really believable woman even with more cleavage than she had.

[hammer]

Alchemist, I don't have any bad stories that I can tell from my school years, even though I was bigger then most of these guys posting their pictures on the forum asking "how bad is it, or where to get surgery?" I even could beat out a few girls in a wet tee shirt contest, but not near as many as I can now!

The thing is my friend, you and I grow up in a different age! We didn't even have bottled water! No seat belts in cars or car sets for kids, we needed to turn the channels on the TV by hand, as we didn't have remote control. And the telephone, do you remember, no buttons! It had a spinning wheel instead, and something called a party line that people shared the same phone line! The lady down the street would paddle your ass if she caught you doing something bad, then bring you home and your mom would do the same!

Yes, we grow up in a different world, the world that I like to call the "black and white world" because there were no color TV's just black and white! The days when we knew our neighbors.

[jinr0h]

No one knew about mine since its just a puffy nipple ish situation which i covered up nicely.  Its just that paranoid feeling in class / outdoor / wherever that messed me up , yet no one ever noticed            But yea i cant really complain compared to other stories i read

[Alchemist]

Hi Jinr0h,

Don't worry, you didn't miss out on any fun.  And now, it is long over.  The kids that treated me abominably then are terribly embarrassed now if their behavior at that age is brought up.  And of course the joke is on them as half of them have breasts now too. The only bottled water we bought was distilled for the steam iron, you know back when shirts and pants and everything was ironed.

The old TV was a 7" RCA. It took two people to carry it. It seemed so huge when we got a 14" TV for all 3 channels that were available.

When I got my drivers license, having just watched Wheels of Tragedy, Mechanized Death and Signal 30 in driver's ed, I went out and had seat belts installed in both cars.  My mother said she would never wear one so that she could be "thrown clear" in a crash.  I haven't heard that one since the B&W years.