Like so many women with large breasts I always felt like people saw them first, and me, if at all, second. I had so much internalized hate towards my breasts because I felt like they prevented me from being me, from being seen as the intelligent and competent person I am, and from feeling respected as a human and not an object.
Ask your surgeon and doctor about the things you care about, and don't let yourself get to a point where you are so desperate anything is good enough for you. Ask questions and if you don't like the answers, it's okay to talk to other surgeons covered by your insurance. You are going to a surgeon for a very important medical service, if they aren't satisfying your needs and concerns, find someone who will. Know as much as you can about your surgery as possible. Knowledge, in this sense, can only hep you in your breast reduction process and give you agency.
I've mentioned this before in my "5 Ways Decluttering Changed My Life" post, but clutter triggers my anxiety. Clutter makes me feel trapped and claustrophobic; Dirty and cluttered homes stress me out and it took me a long time to realize that this was my problem. This anxiety has guided me towards a more simple [...]
As we get closer to the 2020 election and potential presidential candidates are out campaigning, we are sure to start hearing conflicting stories, dissenting opinions, and mudslinging (something that has happened for hundreds of years in politics). I am someone who works in media (broadcast, and now formerly print) and consumes media, I can confidently [...]
I haven't posted since April, which is quite a long time, but I have my reasons and I also know that those reasons are no longer an issue. So back in June, I walked in commencement and "graduated." I didn't actually graduate. But I will! I hadn't completed an internship yet so I technically couldn't [...]