I love food, but some foods don’t love me. I have spent most of my adult life constipated and in pain. I was in such constant pain that when I finally removed the foods in my life that were contributing to the pain, I actually began noticing when other foods upset my stomach.
I know TMI, constipation, but here’s the deal; a lot of people deal with this but no one really talks about it. I definitely rely on other bloggers to help me make it through life, but when it comes to the inability to poop, I found nothing. Everyone has a supplement they say you should try. Been there, done that, my constipation is severe and a lemony powder mixed into my morning glass of water wasn’t going to cut it. I didn’t necessarily want a magic fix, I just wanted to read that someone else understands and was going through the same thing.
I chalked my constipation up to my antidepressants (more on my mental health here), which are known contributors. Google searches told me to eat more fiber, eat almonds, avoid dairy, etc. It was the same advice over and over again. I had labeled my digestive system a lost cause. I thought my lactose intolerance was the only thing I had to worry about and my constant constipation was merely a part of how my body functions. Continue reading “Why I Don’t Eat Almonds or Dairy”
In all types of writing (except technical) we are told to use an “attention grabber” or a “hook.” These are generally the title of a piece of writing or the very first sentence the audience reads (or hears in oral presentations). We are not only told to do this, we are taught how to do this. We are told to use “shocking” statements, tell the reader something they don’t know, or say something controversial.
Why is it okay to seek attention in our writing, but not for ourselves?
I have heard these two phrases all my life from so many people, “Wow, they must need a lot of attention”, and “They are just an attention seeker.”
Why is being an attention seeker perceived as a negative thing? Why can I be an attention seeker in my writing but not in my life? Why do we shame and resent people who need more or a different kind of attention than we do?
Humans are social animals and we need attention. Those of us that don’t get enough or haven’t gotten enough, crave or seek it out, maybe even from strangers.
The problem with using the term “attention seeker” negatively is that
Continue reading “Why it Should be Okay to be an “Attention Seeker””
After my breast reduction, I wore my stained surgical bras for months pining for the day I could buy new pretty bras.
When I was allowed to buy and wear real bras, we went straight to Nordstrom’s. Mom and I wanted to get me something special as my “first bra” and mom actively boycotts Victoria’s Secret after one employee told me their “bras would fit me if I gained weight.”
So to Nordstrom’s we went. We browsed all the bras, picked out a few I liked and took me back to get a fitting.
At this point, by breasts were healed, but were not pretty. They looked stitched together and angry.
I was terrified that Continue reading “My First Bra Fitting After My Reduction”
In honor of my three year breast reduction anniversary, here is a Q&A of all the breast reduction related questions I have ever received.
These questions come from private messages I have received and things I am generally asked in person. I did a similar blog responding to my friends fears surrounding the operation here.
Q. Why did I decide to get a breast reduction?
A. After years of physical pain, emotional pain, and sexual harassment, I decided it was the only thing that would improve the quality of my life. I thought that if my breasts weren’t abnormally large, people might treat me like a person, my back wouldn’t hurt all the time, and I might actually be okay with my body.
I started developing breasts around eight or nine and they grew quickly and painfully from there. This means I started getting catcalled at a young age, I was constantly mistaken for being older, and we all know how cruel kids can be.
When I entered middle school, people Continue reading “My three year Breast Reduction Anniversary”
Fleeting happiness is still happiness, I just wish I had more of it when I was this age.
Trigger Warning: depression, death, self-harm, suicide, eating disorders
This is a condensed (but still long AF) telling of my journey to mental health. I realized as I started writing this, that I am tired of writing about my mental illness. I simply feel like my major depression no longer defines me. It is a part of me and always will be, but it is not me.
With this considered, I believe mental health becomes more prevalent in daily lives. I recognize the importance of the topic, especially when someone can share their story because so many people are struggling and the more often and longer we maintain a dialogue, the closer we are to normalizing mental health care and moving away from stigma.
I separated the sections by periods of my life as Continue reading “My Journey to Mental Health, Not Recovery”
A lot of things change after an invasive surgery. In the case of cosmetic surgery, the change is outwardly noticeable. If this is your first time reading about my breast reduction, I have a post outlining my experience here and a collaboration with a friend discussing the process I went through. There were some changes I experienced that didn’t fall under cosmetic changes and were a completely different ball park. Here are five things that changed for me after my breast reduction.
I think it goes without saying that my bras are Continue reading “5 Things That Changed After My Breast Reduction”
My friend Shelby and I collaborated on this blog when it was originally posted on our original blogs. Since this is moved content, it will not contain links to the original blogs.
Plastic surgery is either a topic readily embraced or shunned because of the word “plastic” and society’s association with cosmetic procedures with “Botched,” Hollywood fakery, and vanity. We are here to talk about one procedure in particular: the breast reduction. This procedure is one that almost always improves the lives of those who get them and more than not, is medically necessary. Shelby has one scheduled, and I (Brette) had one over two years ago. As Shelby comes closer to her scheduled surgery, she has some lingering worries. Having gone through the experience myself, I have Continue reading “Breast Reduction: Fear, Excitement, and the Process”