Yesterday I sarcastically posted an exaggerated measurement for “smut value” in retort to lol's remarks that I was talking smut to KKK. Even after admitting I have my tongue in my cheek most of the time when posting someone actually took the time to do the math on the size I posted and commented as “disappointed” that I really wouldn't have much of a chest. But, in reality, it's not like I haven't always made fun of my size on here so I won't deny I have a problem. I won't dignify a response to “disappointed” with my actual measurements but I will say that my “frame” is about average, but my chest size is far from it. I am guilty of never wearing dresses or shirts that don't come up to my neck and of doing everything I can to minimize the appearance size of my chest so it's not the only thing people look at, or think I am good for. I have to put up with constant back problems, endless jokes, embarrassing whistles, vulgar nicknames being placed on me and in the end all I can do is laugh about my size instead of cry or become bitter from taunting, as that is just not me. Besides, you have to be able to laugh at yourself. Sarcastically, I have tried many times to get a reduction done, but every doctor I have gone to has looked at my chest and cried and told me they couldn't bring themselves to do it. (yes, I can even come up with the next joke that will be told about my size before it's sprung on me). You know I have always said each of you should love yourself and not try to change anything to please others or fit into standards. I always find it amazing that women will put themselves through surgeries to become my size so they can suffer the back problems and limitations I wish I was their size to cure. Too many times these people end up disfigured, scarred for life, are left worse off than before, or die from complications. I have two friends that had botched reduction surgeries. One friend was told she could no longer extend her arms in the air without doing devastating damage to herself. Imagine going from a healthy person to having to live the rest of your life in that condition. My “sis” got a call recently to rush this friend to the hospital. In a sudden reflex movement she had thrown her hands over the top of her head to protect herself from a falling object. She literally ripped her skin apart in doing so. I may do what I feel makes me more comfortable by minimizing the appearance of my size, but I would never consider reduction surgery. I can't say it enough. Before any of you consider giving in to improvement surgeries, think of the people I have told you about. Also, please try to love yourself for who you ARE and what you have. Don't let others make you feel any less than who you are, nor cause you to become a bitter person from taunting or especially drive you to surgically alter yourself to fit standards that are unrealistic in the first place. If nothing else try to be the first one to laugh at yourself!! I always try to see the humor in everything and I can laugh when I tell you this....before you envy someone with my size just remember.....the bigger they are the harder they will fall and one day I will most likely wake up one day to find my double Ds are to my knees!!! :) Still envy me?