I’ve always been a bit insecure about my body, especially my breasts.
Growing up, I was a bit of a tomboy and I was always the last one to develop in my group of friends. When I finally did start to develop, it was like all of a sudden I had these huge boobs that got all the attention.
I was so embarrassed and uncomfortable.
I remember the first time I really noticed the stares. I was in my early teens and I was out shopping with my mom. We were walking through the mall and I could feel all the eyes on me, especially the eyes of the men. I felt so exposed and vulnerable. I wanted to hide, to cover myself up, but I couldn’t. I felt like I was wearing a sign that said “look at my boobs”.
It was at this moment that I realized that my breasts were too big for my own comfort. I wished that my breasts were smaller, so that I could walk around without feeling like everyone was staring at me. I wanted to feel confident and comfortable in my own skin.
I started to avoid wearing tight or revealing clothing, which only made me feel worse. I felt like I was being punished for having big breasts and I felt like I was being judged for it. I was constantly comparing myself to other girls my age and I felt inadequate.
At the same time, I started to notice the comments from other girls. They were usually envious of my chest and would make comments like, “Damn, girl! You got those big titties!” It was like they were proud that I had big boobs and it made me feel even worse about myself.
It was then that I decided to take to social media to express my feelings. I posted about how I wished my breasts were smaller and how uncomfortable I felt with the attention I was receiving. I expected some support, but what I got instead was a lot of hate and judgement.
Other girls who saw the post cursed and swore at me. They said things like, “You’re so lucky, you don’t know how good you have it!” or “Most of us aren’t even half as big as you, you should be grateful!”.
It was hurtful and shaming to be told that I should be grateful for something I was so uncomfortable with. It made me feel even worse about my body and my breasts. It was like no matter what I did, I couldn’t win.
I finally realized that I was never going to be able to change my body, no matter how much I wished it. So I decided to focus on learning to love my body the way it was. I started to dress in clothes that made me feel good, even if they were tighter or more revealing.
I also started to accept the attention my breasts were getting and to use it to my advantage. When people stared at me, I held my head high and smiled. I let them know that I was confident and comfortable in my own skin.
In the end, I learned to accept my body and my breasts for what they were. I realized that having bigger breasts than other girls wasn’t a bad thing, it was just different. I embraced my body and all its quirks and I stopped wishing that my breasts were smaller.