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Acetylene · 06-19-2008, 08:24 AM

For most of my life I basically hated being "gendered" - not that I didn't want to be a woman per se, but that I wished gender didn't matter or even exist. I would wear very androgynous clothes and play online games and refuse to tell people that I was a girl (but didn't say I was a guy either). I didn't like anyone to flirt with me or look at me anywhere but in the face.

Especially when trying to have fun it seemed like gender got totally in the way. It doesn't help that I like to hang out with men as friends, either - I like games, and exciting movies, and playing outside, and hate having to walk funny in fancy shoes or avoid touching my face because of makeup. I guess you would call me a tomboy. But when you are a teenager you can't hang around with boys or they get all funny and treat you differently.

My breasts felt like an annoyance - an inconvenient, superfluous body part that served no purpose but to get in the way and force me to wear uncomfortable underwear. My breasts aren't held up very firmly and they move around too much to go without a bra most of them time. They'r also a bit of a non-standard shape; they naturally hang pretty low, but the nipples point straight up, so NOTHING fits right and half the time my nipples will spill out of my bra when I lean over unless I wear a full-coverage bra, which I find uncomfortable. I also have "puffies" which I used to think meant something was wrong with them.

As I got older and had a great boyfriend/fiance/husband I didn't care so much about being looked at and started enjoying the comfort of tank-tops and more stretchy, form-fitting clothes. I also don't feel like I have so much to prove anymore. I will cook and clean and knit and enjoy it. Going along with that I haven't worried about my boobs much in a while. When I wear a bra and sufficiently stretchy clothing, they look pretty normal and proportionate and shapely. Also I saw online that puffy nipples don't mean I am some sort of freak :P

I would never consider having them surgically altered because (can you tell?) comfort is far more important to me than beauty, and I wouldn't want to experience the discomfort of surgery when my breasts are pretty much fine the way they are as long as I wear a bra most of the time.

It still drives me nuts that when I go to a meeting with my (male) boss, the person we meet with gives his business card to my boss but not to me, and that male business associates will shake hands with my boss but assume I am inconsequential when in reality I manage the entire website and retail arena of our business. It also drives me nuts when I am setting up a canopy to cover a booth at a market or show (a job which is supposed to require two people, but which I can do by myself due to practise), any passing man will assume that I cannot do it myself and try to help, often trying to physically take the canopy away from me. Once someone actually broke a leg off the thing trying to "help" me and I had to buy a new one.

But I no longer think this is my fault for being female or that I should be wearing different clothes to prevent this. In fact it can be very useful to be pretty because men will hold the door open for me when I'm carrying something heavy. Also I can get away with wearing skimpy clothes when it's hot when the men are all wearing their huge baggy sweaty outfits. And if someone looks at me, I don't notice - men look at women all the time and it doesn't make a difference if it happens to be me.

06-19-2008, 08:24 AM	#96 (permalink)
Acetylene Addict Location: under a rock	For most of my life I basically hated being "gendered" - not that I didn't want to be a woman per se, but that I wished gender didn't matter or even exist. I would wear very androgynous clothes and play online games and refuse to tell people that I was a girl (but didn't say I was a guy either). I didn't like anyone to flirt with me or look at me anywhere but in the face. Especially when trying to have fun it seemed like gender got totally in the way. It doesn't help that I like to hang out with men as friends, either - I like games, and exciting movies, and playing outside, and hate having to walk funny in fancy shoes or avoid touching my face because of makeup. I guess you would call me a tomboy. But when you are a teenager you can't hang around with boys or they get all funny and treat you differently. My breasts felt like an annoyance - an inconvenient, superfluous body part that served no purpose but to get in the way and force me to wear uncomfortable underwear. My breasts aren't held up very firmly and they move around too much to go without a bra most of them time. They'r also a bit of a non-standard shape; they naturally hang pretty low, but the nipples point straight up, so NOTHING fits right and half the time my nipples will spill out of my bra when I lean over unless I wear a full-coverage bra, which I find uncomfortable. I also have "puffies" which I used to think meant something was wrong with them. As I got older and had a great boyfriend/fiance/husband I didn't care so much about being looked at and started enjoying the comfort of tank-tops and more stretchy, form-fitting clothes. I also don't feel like I have so much to prove anymore. I will cook and clean and knit and enjoy it. Going along with that I haven't worried about my boobs much in a while. When I wear a bra and sufficiently stretchy clothing, they look pretty normal and proportionate and shapely. Also I saw online that puffy nipples don't mean I am some sort of freak :P I would never consider having them surgically altered because (can you tell?) comfort is far more important to me than beauty, and I wouldn't want to experience the discomfort of surgery when my breasts are pretty much fine the way they are as long as I wear a bra most of the time. It still drives me nuts that when I go to a meeting with my (male) boss, the person we meet with gives his business card to my boss but not to me, and that male business associates will shake hands with my boss but assume I am inconsequential when in reality I manage the entire website and retail arena of our business. It also drives me nuts when I am setting up a canopy to cover a booth at a market or show (a job which is supposed to require two people, but which I can do by myself due to practise), any passing man will assume that I cannot do it myself and try to help, often trying to physically take the canopy away from me. Once someone actually broke a leg off the thing trying to "help" me and I had to buy a new one. But I no longer think this is my fault for being female or that I should be wearing different clothes to prevent this. In fact it can be very useful to be pretty because men will hold the door open for me when I'm carrying something heavy. Also I can get away with wearing skimpy clothes when it's hot when the men are all wearing their huge baggy sweaty outfits. And if someone looks at me, I don't notice - men look at women all the time and it doesn't make a difference if it happens to be me. __________________ There's no justice. There's just us.