Suicide is never the answer hun.... nothing is so bad it can't be fixed. I suffered from the shame of tuberous breasts for a very long time (I didn't realize there was a name/ condition for the way my breasts looked until I was 29.. I'm 30 now). Knowing I wasn't alone.. that other women out there had breasts that looked like mine helped a lot. I didn't feel like a freak anymore (always a good thing), but I still hated my body because of my breasts. I'm telling you this because going to see a doctor, no matter how difficult it may seem right now, can ultimately be a new beginning for you. Once I got confirmation that I did indeed have tuberous breasts, I made the decision to go through with getting the surgery to correct them (some may disagree with that term, but I saw my breasts as a deformity, so having surgery was having them "corrected" to look the way most women's look)- best decision I've ever made. I consider my surgery my second birthday, because it really was the start of a new life for me... one where I no longer had to feel embarrassed, unworthy, ashamed, of self-hatred. I'm not saying surgery is the answer for everyone, but it was for me.. and it may be for you as well. Talking to a doctor is the first step on the long journey to helping yourself heal emotionally. My only regret is that I didn't talk to one sooner. Best of luck to you!
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Suicide is never the answer hun.... nothing is so bad it can't be fixed. I suffered from the shame of tuberous breasts for a very long time (I didn't realize there was a name/ condition for the way my breasts looked until I was 29.. I'm 30 now). Knowing I wasn't alone.. that other women out there had breasts that looked like mine helped a lot. I didn't feel like a freak anymore (always a good thing), but I still hated my body because of my breasts. I'm telling you this because going to see a doctor, no matter how difficult it may seem right now, can ultimately be a new beginning for you. Once I got confirmation that I did indeed have tuberous breasts, I made the decision to go through with getting the surgery to correct them (some may disagree with that term, but I saw my breasts as a deformity, so having surgery was having them "corrected" to look the way most women's look)- best decision I've ever made. I consider my surgery my second birthday, because it really was the start of a new life for me... one where I no longer had to feel embarrassed, unworthy, ashamed, of self-hatred. I'm not saying surgery is the answer for everyone, but it was for me.. and it may be for you as well. Talking to a doctor is the first step on the long journey to helping yourself heal emotionally. My only regret is that I didn't talk to one sooner. Best of luck to you!
February 24, 2011 - 7:57pmThis Comment
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