I HATE my small breasts with a passion!

**Anon_1990** · 04-23-2010 08:14 PM

Dont worry about breasts, its whats behind the chest that counts. If your a lovely, cute loving girl, he wont care.

**Soundmagazine** · 05-05-2010 09:40 AM

I've been flat pretty much my whole life, except when I was 10 I had those little fatty breast buds cause I was a chubber. Now, at 19 I'm not super skinny, but I'm not fat. I have a big and hips, a pretty small stomach, and really small boobs. Like I don't even fit into an a cup bra. It's always eaten away at my confience. I think I'm very unattractive and unwomanly because of this, and I feel the only way to feel comfortable with myself is to get breast implants. I've been made fun of by girls who I thought were my friends, I'm sure guys have talked about me behind my back too, but girls are vicious. I cry about this problem a lot. I always wonder what I did wrong that made me have this problem. I don't even want to be that big, I just want them to be round or at least something there instead of a point

I remember when I got my period when I was 12 l, thinking "ok this summer my boobs will grow" and they didn't. Next summer "ok THIS summer they'll grow. Still didn't! And so... It's ridiculous. And it flippin sucks. My boyfriend claims to like me the way I am but I'm so self concious that sometimes it's hard for us to have sex because i feel if I dont find my own self attractive then how does he? I guess I just have to save up money and buy the boobs because apparently that's the only solution. All us small breasted chicks should get together cause I hate feeling alone cause everyone around me has !

**Waterfall17** · 05-17-2010 08:32 PM

To both the creator of this thread and also Soundmagazine (erm, sorry to anyone else that should be addressed specifically...I didn't read all 18 pages ^_^'), I am really happy that you have been courageous and taken the stand to voice your feelings about what I perceive to be a grave issue that, quite simply, is ignored for the most part.

I mean to say that while you can find this kind of stuff on forums all the time (doesn't that say something about the issue's significance in itself...), it just seems like a good majority of people downplay the 'trauma' [word substitute?] of having small breasts. I know that it sounds kind of melodramatic. I mean, to an extent, yeah, it is. But taking into consideration the importance of beauty to females (huge, even if some do not readily admit this. It takes many different forms. Strength is to guys what beauty is to girls. Um, please don't take that to mean only in a physical way. I mean holistically) and the societal pressures to conform to an idealistic standard of beauty (which, btw, is not even definable across the board :sigh

it really is traumatic.

For me, I was in the same boat (ish, forgive me if I am saying this incorrectly) as Soundmagazine. I was one of those girls who hoped for their period because I thought that I would grow up top. That was actually the only thing I ever looked forward to.

I never really had tough periods, per se. I mean, I don't feel like I can justifiably say that I did when my mom had a hysterectomy because her period was so painful she couldn't move. And I have a friend who gets violently ill every time her period comes around. Still, mine hasn't been a walk in the park. I pretty much hate my period with a passion. It's disgusting, I hate the sight of blood, I hate how it's so unpredictable, and I also hate physical pain. It sucks. BUT, I endured all of this with a grimacing smile because I thought that I would finally have breasts.

Anyway, about 7 years later and uh, nothing much really happened up top. I am a AA cup (which insultingly is usually referred to as a training size for 'developing' girls >.<). Normally I get annoyed and frustrated because girls will claim that they are flat chested...when they so clearly--at least to me--are not. B is not anywhere near flat chested. Any man (or woman) that tells you so is BLIND. Srry, personal sentiment there. As for A, I think it's the perfect size. Also not flat. AA, on the other hand...it's uh, pretty much flat. (Though not quite. There is AAA also. And THEN there is flat chested.)

I know I wrote a monologue already ^_^' but I would like to share a little about why I felt compelled to reply when I read some of the comments on here. When I was in middle school I did get teased extensively by both sexes because I was flat (well, then I really was. So I guess I shouldn't have been that offended...). High school was worse. I still had not grown. I assumed that I would have by then, or soon. So I waited. A year passed, and not really anything. It was really quite embarrassing. I never had any need for a bra, but because I felt so awkward around everyone I decided during the summer of my freshman/going into soph. year I would get some and wear them all the time. No place really had bras for me, so I just bought A cups and dealt with it. Gym was the worst!! Argh. I tried so hard to fit in, but it was pretty much an epic failure. I used to be the star--literally, I was better than the guys--when it came to virtually anything athletic, especially climbing. But I stopped everything because I was flat, and I didn't want everyone to know that I still hadn't grown. :bleck:

It continued that way through high school. And then I went off to a private Christian college--where I am now. It didn't take too long for me to realize that something was seriously wrong with me. I was really upset about something, and I just needed to face it. The problem: I literally didn't know if I was a woman.

Now I know that it sounds really stupid. But I kid you not, I actually questioned this because I, in my opinion, didn't have breasts. As they are supposedly symbolic of femininity I felt at a loss as to my own gender. I was frequently told that I was a woman because of my reproductive organs (^_^' turtle), but this didn't help me at all. There was just no help for me. I was ugly, completely unattractive to the opposite sex...and now, I couldn't even be sure if I was a woman.

Welp, now, about a year later, I am happy that I can say with confidence that I am a woman even though I don't have an A, B, or C ^ cup.

The point is, please don't give up because other people--or even you--don't think that you are beautiful. You are. You must believe it, or else you are just accepting a lie--a lie that says you need to look a certain way to be beautiful. No. Don't take that garbage. Leave it where it belongs--in the dumpster.

You are beautiful just the way that God made you. Each and every single piece is so carefully put together. There is no other person made quite like you. You are passionately and affectionately loved by the King...even if you don't understand why He made you the way He did. I remember asking Him why He made me like this--so utterly unattractive and ugly. I admit that I am still struggling with appearance-related issues, but not anywhere near the degree that I was. Don't change the way that you were designed to be. There is a reason for you. There is a reason for the way you were made. You are beautiful. Don't forget it.

[I am 20, btw.]