oh. again.

it’s a little [okay, a lot more than “a little”] disheartening to be denied a breast reduction at [what was at that time] an F-cup and see all these people gloating about getting their D-cups cut down. Now I’m at at least an I, probably a J, possibly bigger than a J, I can’t find anything that fits, my spine is falling apart, my neck is getting further destroyed with each passing day, and I can’t psych myself up enough to ask for another consult because I’m sure I’ll just be denied. Again.

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