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e went down to a B-cup. I didn’t expect that. I didn’t realize how much fat my breasts stored.</p><figure id="af37"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*ePZ-D_geJl5cFBLRXtR85A.jpeg"><figcaption>Another recent photo that was taken by my boyfriend. Photo by author.</figcaption></figure><p id="2189">Fast forward to now, in my forties, where I’m a bit in shock over how much fat my breasts store now, that I’m gaining weight more easily and quickly.</p><p id="e443">During a recent vacation, I became annoyed at how few bras fit me comfortably. I have around fifteen, possibly twenty, but only a handful of them are ones that I’m open to wearing for more than a few hours.</p><p id="d4e2">Many squeeze, suffocate, pull, scratch, or otherwise bother me in some way.</p><h2 id="25d5">I never used to be someone who couldn’t wait to take off their bra</h2><p id="ba4d">I am now that person, yet I am also that person who wants and needs support for my boobies, especially when I have to show them in public.</p><p id="e414">Gone are the days of having any chance of walking around in public without a bra. My breasts would solicit way too much attention.</p><p id="7a84">I didn’t even realize just how big my boobs had gotten until my boyfriend showed me photos he had taken of me during our trip. When I take selfies, I rarely include enough of my breasts to notice them.</p><figure id="8631"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*0ceNcNxwYbpdQgL7TcSxPg.jpeg"><figcaption>One of few photos that includes my boobs which don’t look that big to me. Photo by author.</figcaption></figure><p id="5a00">The view I see when I look down at my breasts is much different than what other people see when they look at me. I am slowly coming to accept this.</p><p id="9d7b">I am reminded when I try on dresses or any tops as well. What I see in my mind’s eye of my breasts is usually not the same as reality.</p><p id="6ceb">For one thing, I have come to learn that due to hormonal shifts that are prone to happen in the bodies of women my age, I am highly likely to gain weight, which shows up for me in my breasts, hips, and thighs.</p><p id="d8c1">There are much worse things going on in the world, so I won’t let t

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his news keep me up at night.</p><p id="e990">However, for the sake of my back, neck, and shoulders which are literally weighed down as a result of my bigger boobs, I must find and buy comfortable bras as soon as possible and burn some of this extra fat I’ve put on this past fall and winter.</p><p id="d1f5">I also want to get back into doing yoga and lifting some weights other than the weight of my breasts. I think this will be good for my breathing, sleeping, and overall health.</p><p id="4920">As I’ve come to realize mid-life, moderation in many things is key. Also, if I want bigger breasts again, I’ll just eat more and do less.</p><figure id="8517"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*ZJm-g-QWJJ2QSKzarXhXZQ.jpeg"><figcaption>A dream life in Tenerife, Canary Islands. Photo by author.</figcaption></figure><p id="3fd5"><b>If you missed last week’s column story:</b></p><div id="56d7" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/hysteria-and-the-need-for-physical-satisfaction-4da70b0c8365"> <div> <div> <h2>Hysteria and the Need for Physical Satisfaction</h2> <div><h3>Showcasing how truth is much stranger than fiction and how too many of us are still misinformed</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*[email protected])"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="e3cb"><b>Feel free to email me or leave questions in the responses.</b></p><p id="cd21"><b>Subscribe to make sure you don’t miss the next topic released on Monday, January 29th.</b></p><p id="c295"><b>Question: have you noticed a shift in your breasts as you have aged, or at any other point in life?</b></p><p id="c938"><b>Do you have something to write about you think would be welcomed here at The Diarist? Check out the<a href="https://readmedium.com/write-for-the-diarist-submission-guidelines-d90c750cb34e"> submissions page</a> — let’s see it! <a href="https://medium.com/the-diarist">Follow us </a>to discover your favourite Diarist.</b></p></article></body>

MAKING WAVES COLUMN

My Breasts Seemed to Grow Overnight, Again

An unexpected thing no one ever told me could happen this late in life, so now I’m telling you

A recent photo of me that was taken by my boyfriend while out for dinner. Photo by author.

Sunday, January 21, 2024, 23:18

I used to rub margarine on my breasts when I was twelve years old, because I read in a Judy Blume book that rubbing butter on your breasts could make them grow. Even though I knew it was probably a myth and that margarine was not the same as butter, I tried it anyway.

My breasts were growing nicely at their own rate, but I was eager to have boobs as big as the girls in tenth grade who seemed to be at a solid C-cup, if not more. My mom had C-cup bras, which made me hopeful that I would be the same.

It was all about looks since I was in no way athletic then. My hips, butt, and breasts grew so quickly during puberty that I got stretch marks on along parts of all of them.

By the time I graduated high school, I had filled out a C-cup and was quite content with the curves of my body. Then I moved to Seattle and started rollerblading, biking, and walking all over the hilly area.

I was 28 and living in St. John, US Virgin Islands with smaller breasts. Photo by author.

Between eating healthier and being more active, I became stronger. I was in the best physical shape of my life between my mid-twenties and mid-thirties. There were periods of inactivity. However, in general, I had a pretty active lifestyle.

I was doing yoga on a regular basis and swimming sometimes too. My boobs were the smallest they had ever been, but they were proportionate with my body. I had curves, but I looked athletic or “thick,” which I liked.

It came as a bit of a shock when, at times, my breast size went down to a B-cup. I didn’t expect that. I didn’t realize how much fat my breasts stored.

Another recent photo that was taken by my boyfriend. Photo by author.

Fast forward to now, in my forties, where I’m a bit in shock over how much fat my breasts store now, that I’m gaining weight more easily and quickly.

During a recent vacation, I became annoyed at how few bras fit me comfortably. I have around fifteen, possibly twenty, but only a handful of them are ones that I’m open to wearing for more than a few hours.

Many squeeze, suffocate, pull, scratch, or otherwise bother me in some way.

I never used to be someone who couldn’t wait to take off their bra

I am now that person, yet I am also that person who wants and needs support for my boobies, especially when I have to show them in public.

Gone are the days of having any chance of walking around in public without a bra. My breasts would solicit way too much attention.

I didn’t even realize just how big my boobs had gotten until my boyfriend showed me photos he had taken of me during our trip. When I take selfies, I rarely include enough of my breasts to notice them.

One of few photos that includes my boobs which don’t look that big to me. Photo by author.

The view I see when I look down at my breasts is much different than what other people see when they look at me. I am slowly coming to accept this.

I am reminded when I try on dresses or any tops as well. What I see in my mind’s eye of my breasts is usually not the same as reality.

For one thing, I have come to learn that due to hormonal shifts that are prone to happen in the bodies of women my age, I am highly likely to gain weight, which shows up for me in my breasts, hips, and thighs.

There are much worse things going on in the world, so I won’t let this news keep me up at night.

However, for the sake of my back, neck, and shoulders which are literally weighed down as a result of my bigger boobs, I must find and buy comfortable bras as soon as possible and burn some of this extra fat I’ve put on this past fall and winter.

I also want to get back into doing yoga and lifting some weights other than the weight of my breasts. I think this will be good for my breathing, sleeping, and overall health.

As I’ve come to realize mid-life, moderation in many things is key. Also, if I want bigger breasts again, I’ll just eat more and do less.

A dream life in Tenerife, Canary Islands. Photo by author.

If you missed last week’s column story:

Hysteria and the Need for Physical Satisfaction

Showcasing how truth is much stranger than fiction and how too many of us are still misinformed

medium.com

Feel free to email me or leave questions in the responses.

Subscribe to make sure you don’t miss the next topic released on Monday, January 29th.

Question: have you noticed a shift in your breasts as you have aged, or at any other point in life?

Do you have something to write about you think would be welcomed here at The Diarist? Check out the submissions page — let’s see it! Follow us to discover your favourite Diarist.