My Body (Day 16/30)

Day 16: your body and how comfortable you are with it.

Oh, you think my Riko drama is absolutely crazy? Pfft. Don't even get started on my body.

First thing's first: I absolutely loathe my boobs with every fiber of my being. I hate them more than getting up in the morning, I hate them more than Taylor Swift, and I hate them more than my ex issues.

I am in desperate need of a breast reduction. I went to a consultation for a breast reduction and even the doctor was like "whoa". My right boob is a cup and a half bigger than my left, they weigh down my bra when I sit and makes it dig into my ribs, and I have really annoying back and shoulder pains because of them. The best part? I'm a size H. "H" is for "hippo boobs". Which is what I'm stuck with until my insurance company has mercy on my soul.

Oh, and big boobs comes with back fat. It is very annoying.

I like to point out a lot that my left leg is shorter than my right. You can totally tell when I wear pants.

I got my mom's butt. Which isn't too bad, I guess.

In addition to the boobs, I am also more on the heftier side. When we were dating, Riko could wrap his hands all the way around my waist. Then we broke up and I ate my feelings. Then I went to college and ate my stress. I need to just, you know, stop eating...but food taunts me. Especially pizza, Doritos, fruit snacks....ugh. Shoot me now.

I'm about 5' 4", which is a normal height for some women, but with my boobs and other natural curves, I look heavier than what I really am. I can't fit into shit with my boobs. So in the end, I'm pretty content with my body except my stupid boobs.

Hopefully my next boyfriend is another boob guy, 'cause then he wouldn't have to look far.