I Have Macromastia

I try not to dig myself into an emotional hole, but this morning was one of the hard ones. I woke up extra sweaty, just felt really slimy and smelly and disgusting. And my veins were really extra prominent for some reason when I woke up, so I was just totally repulsed by the sight of myself just then too. Times like that I don't really pity myself so much as pity my husband for having to wake up beside all of that. But there he was giving me a neck rub for the crick I also woke up with. He's so good to me and sometimes I think he deserves so much better than all the trouble I am. I try so hard not to think like that but sometimes it happens anyway.

But you end up having to get on with adulting anyway, so that's what I did. Choke back all those feelings and keep on. I wish they didn't feel so bitter in the pit my stomach after choking them back.