What Big Breasts Meant To Me
Lots of girls always said they envied me because I had an over average bra size. Well, yes, this did make things easy for me at times. Always having perfect strangers at my beck and call and smiling at me for seemingly no reason. This unnecessary attention began getting on my nerves and it got to the point that I started hiding this asset of my body as best I could, because I didn’t want to be stared at or be approached by strange men just on the fact that I had a huge chest. I always felt like the only reason complete strangers were talking to me was because they wanted to see my breasts and they were just perverts. However, it would be nonsense for me to think all men were created equal, but the truth is that I had no way of filtering them out into stacks of goodness.
I began hiding my beauty by dressing down and not primping up so much. My family thought I was going through some sort of mental illness or depression. They even talked me into going to the doctor and getting prescriptions of Prozac to help me with my “feelings”. Actually I think I was just rebelling against my own blessing, but I guess the big boobs were driving me to the edge of anxiety.
I considered the options of surgery for breast reduction for nearly 12 months while I wore a chest type girdle. I couldn’t bring myself to have the surgery, but I did meet a very special man during that 12 month span. I didn’t catch this man’s attention by using my bouncing chest; instead he was taken by surprise by my fondness of animals during my selfless volunteering at the animal shelter.
We began dating and I started letting more of me hang out with him, so-to-speak.
I remember the look on his face the first time we went out for a nice dinner, he had picked me up at my door, driven us to the restaurant, and then he helped me take off my coat. The look on his face was a cross between embarrassment and delight.
Over dinner we had a long discussion about how he had never noticed my beautiful body and that my beauty inside was more than enough to keep him interested in the real me.
After getting a little older, I’ve learned to not worry so much about what people are after, or even if they are looking for anything with an ulterior motive at all. Instead, I am going to try and enjoy my life and my big breasts without fear.
Karen May W.Virginia 35 and still dating
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