My boyfriend told me that he approached me first because of my huge bewbs and I feel awful.
We met in school two years ago because we shared a class. He’s a funny and handsome guy and even tho I really love him now, at first I found him kinda annoying because he was always talking loud and making jokes with his friends.
I’ve always been blessed in the chest department and until a few years ago I’d always been ashamed and self-aware of them so I’ve always tried to hide them with big clothes.
I was often getting cat-called or called names because of it and it grew to the point where I begged my parents to help me, I switched schools and things got better for a while, then I got older and started my tertiary education and… nobody cared about them!
Nobody cared about me tho and it was so fantastic and I felt so happy that I took my chance and begun to dress cuter and just allowed myself and my body to exist as I was.
But I want to make sure that I still didn’t wore tight clothes or big cleavages, just… normal clothes I guess?
My experience with guys were bad enough and when my bf first approached me I kept my distance. Eventually we grew closer and begun dating and we’ve been taking it slow, I was happy with him.
If he didn’t had told me I’d had never guessed that he approached me because of that, he did say he found me pretty and since I didn’t talk a lot it pinch his interest. I thought it was cute.
Last Friday we attended a Halloween Party and he had been saying he wanted to see me dressed as Jessica Rabbit, I’m no fool and I knew why, but at this point we’ve been dating for a year, he had seen me without clothes in bed and I really like when he dresses with certain t-shits that show off his arms so I thought ”why not?” and I got a Jessica Rabbit costume.
The party itself was fine, he drank more that he should of so I drove him home.
On the way home he kept complimenting me and trying to touch me like in my arms, my face, my legs, just wanted to have his hands on me.
I told him off a few times and then he just sat there quietly while looking at me. Then he just said when he first approached me he just wanted to sleep with me to see ”how big my bewbs were” and then he just talked about our dates and things like that.
I felt my heart breaking because as I said, I’d never guessed it. I dropped him off, helped him get to his apartment and just tossed him on his bed, he asked if I wanted to spend the night and I said no.
We haven’t really talked since and I don’t know how to approach it, and since then I haven’t really said anything.