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Hello - my friends call me Veri. I'm a nonbinary person who struggles with dysphoria due to having breasts, and am seeking to get a "re-do" on the top surgery that I did manage to get, but that my mother meddled in.
In my teens, due to a side effect of a medication I was on, I developed macromastia; a condition wherein the breasts become so large, they pose legitimate health complications. While this was miserable, it seemed like a blessing in disguise - because they were a size it becomes an actual medical problem, insurance would cover their reduction.
As someone who never wanted to have breasts at all, I was eager to have them reduced to nothing - when discussing with my mother and doctor about how much I wanted them reduced, I made it emphatically clear, as flat as could be possibly achieved. But this notion made my doctor, and especially my mother uncomfortable. First, mom tried to manipulate me, and claim that wasn't actually possible, insisting I HAD to have "at least a little bit left".
I knew for a fact that it was possible, so she moved the goalposts, to being about how I'd most definitely regret it, that if I was flat-chested, random people on the street wouldn't be able to tell I was a girl. When I told her I literally did not care about that, her response was blunt, and clear "...well, I care."
Because I was dependent on her, and it was through her I had insurance to begin with, I eventually felt forced into shutting up and to stop pushing for what I wanted, and accept her weird insistence her child have at least little boobs, rather than none at all.
Now, surprise surprise, it was my body, and I knew what I was talking about, what would make me most comfortable to live in it, and mom was wrong about how I'd have "regretted" it - I hate the "little bit left" she forced me to keep, and still want what I should have been able to have done in the first place.
Now, however, I have no insurance, so I have to pay out of pocket to do this. I asked my mom as nicely as I could if she could help pay for this, since the only reason I need this second surgery is because she meddled in the first one - and even though she could easily afford it, she told me in no uncertain terms, that I should not expect any help from her.
So I will ask those of you out there for help instead, and help me afford to do right what went wrong the first time.
The estimated cost of the surgery is 8,500, but I've set my goal a bit higher than that to help cover transportation and a stay in a hotel/food for the first couple weeks after the surgery while I recover, so that I can be close by for the followup appointment or in the event of any complications.
Thank you for reading, and if you donate, I cannot begin to articulate how grateful I am for your kindness.
In my teens, due to a side effect of a medication I was on, I developed macromastia; a condition wherein the breasts become so large, they pose legitimate health complications. While this was miserable, it seemed like a blessing in disguise - because they were a size it becomes an actual medical problem, insurance would cover their reduction.
As someone who never wanted to have breasts at all, I was eager to have them reduced to nothing - when discussing with my mother and doctor about how much I wanted them reduced, I made it emphatically clear, as flat as could be possibly achieved. But this notion made my doctor, and especially my mother uncomfortable. First, mom tried to manipulate me, and claim that wasn't actually possible, insisting I HAD to have "at least a little bit left".
I knew for a fact that it was possible, so she moved the goalposts, to being about how I'd most definitely regret it, that if I was flat-chested, random people on the street wouldn't be able to tell I was a girl. When I told her I literally did not care about that, her response was blunt, and clear "...well, I care."
Because I was dependent on her, and it was through her I had insurance to begin with, I eventually felt forced into shutting up and to stop pushing for what I wanted, and accept her weird insistence her child have at least little boobs, rather than none at all.
Now, surprise surprise, it was my body, and I knew what I was talking about, what would make me most comfortable to live in it, and mom was wrong about how I'd have "regretted" it - I hate the "little bit left" she forced me to keep, and still want what I should have been able to have done in the first place.
Now, however, I have no insurance, so I have to pay out of pocket to do this. I asked my mom as nicely as I could if she could help pay for this, since the only reason I need this second surgery is because she meddled in the first one - and even though she could easily afford it, she told me in no uncertain terms, that I should not expect any help from her.
So I will ask those of you out there for help instead, and help me afford to do right what went wrong the first time.
The estimated cost of the surgery is 8,500, but I've set my goal a bit higher than that to help cover transportation and a stay in a hotel/food for the first couple weeks after the surgery while I recover, so that I can be close by for the followup appointment or in the event of any complications.
Thank you for reading, and if you donate, I cannot begin to articulate how grateful I am for your kindness.
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Veridiann K.
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Carlinville, IL