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Meanwhile... one of my friends is having her flap from her C-section removed today and I’m jealous.
I am jealous of your friend too!
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Meanwhile... one of my friends is having her flap from her C-section removed today and I’m jealous.
I am jealous of your friend too!
I mean. I love what it symbolizes. And I know we are supposed to be empowering each other. I will. But damn. That “ledge”.
HE doesn't care. I don’t like it.
To be fair, it doesn’t stop me anymore, but to have it gone would be lovely.
Update on this ... turns out a lovely guy and a reasonable amount of vodka can deal to that terror. (Does it help when the lovely guy also has a bit of a dad bod? Probably.)
I think for some fairly significant parts of the fairly recent and totally new sex with the said guy, I forgot I even HAD a tummy ... so that's the trick, just make her cum so much that's ALL she can think about ... if 'thinking' is even a thing at that point.
I think the fact that after dinner he said 'right, let's got to a DESSERT restaurant now' was a good indicator that enjoying food was probably a slightly higher priority than worry about tummies.
Can you just get it done? Honestly, it tooks years - no, decades - before I got my reduction surgery, and I totally wish I'd done it earlier. (Although, having said that, there is something nice about getting things perked up a bit when you're in your 40s.)
That's fantastic! Congrats, Kim!
I like what you said about forgetting you had a tummy. Very relateable. By the time a man is peeling my panties down off of my legs, I've pretty much forgotten about any body issues i might have walked in the door with.
Can’t afford it.
I DID have a breast reduction. I’m still a DD. That was considered medical. I had back pain.
Sorry ... I'm sure we've talked about that before. I'm still a DD. I got mine through the public health, for the same reason, although they don't do very many ... before it was approved, the lovely husband had agreed to us just taking out another mortgage to pay for it.
I hate how money is just an issue all the time ... since I'm now single, I can't afford things I used to take for granted. Like clothes that I actually like. Maybe we should buy lottery tickets?
I mean. I love what it symbolizes. And I know we are supposed to be empowering each other. I will. But damn. That “ledge”.
HE doesn't care. I don’t like it.
To be fair, it doesn’t stop me anymore, but to have it gone would be lovely.
I know what you mean. It doesn't bother anyone else but me. And my button pants.
I think we should start a divorced women’s village.
Honestly.
I am utterly with you on that.
Small houses so no one can sponge off us. A main house with a bar, large kitchen and main living.
We take turns with the pets.
Cooking.
Bla bla bla.
This is like my ideal ... maybe once a month we chip in for a good chef to come and make a fancy meal for all of us. And there's a garden. And chickens ... I think we're actually describing a commune, except with drinking, and not run by some ego-maniacal guy.
I think this is the way it is in a lot of cultures.
Or. Was.
Should be.
Except we'll also have a pool. That's heated in winter.
Thank you, sweet gents. I wish it were easier to see in myself what I can easily see in others.
How true this is, and so eloquently worded. I totally agree
I am utterly with you on that.
This is what we secretly aspire to. Whatever it takes to get a woman distracted enough to get naked.
TL,DR? Stop worrying, stress is a bigger health risk than a few extra pounds.
Oh! Oh! Can I come too?!
In other news, an amazingly beautiful friend of mine is getting Botox.
Again. I don’t know how to feel. It’s her face. But I wish she didn’t think she needs it. But part of me thinks I need it.
There was a time when I tried to look my best in bed. I actually wore makeup to bed! Now I don't wear makeup at all. I think I look better without it.
I know I don't look perfect and I do have a lot of medical conditions that affect the way I look. Such as a scar that came about when they had to remove my thyroid. It's not nearly as pronounced as it once was.
I can't say that I've seen too many women in porn that look very much like me. I see a lot of skinny ones. I see some fat ones but they never have the same body shape as me. Sometimes I feel like I'm a beach ball with toothpick legs. I exaggerate, but sometimes it feels like that. I have a bat wing on my left arm but not on the right. Why is that? I do workout with weights and I dance so why is that bat wing there? I have scoliosis. Mine is very mild. *I* can see it when I'm naked. One hip sits up slightly higher than the other and is slightly more forward. My left breast is a little larger. Maybe to go with the bat wing! My eyes are green but one is a slightly deeper green than the other.
I suppose I could go on and on. But what's the point? This is who I am and what I look like. I can remember being very self conscious of my nose and lips when I was younger. My mom always made fun of me. Said my hair was too thick, my lips were too plump and my nose was too big. I intended to ask for a nose job for my 18th birthday. But by then, my nose suddenly wasn't too big! I was looking at some old pics yesterday and there were a few awkward years when I was severely underweight and it seemed to make my nose look huge.
I shouldn't have listened to my mom. I also saw the pic from when I was three and took first place in a cute kid contest. My mom also begged me to get my eyes done. She said I would look so much better. *She* had hers done but looked no different afterwards. Heh.
I'm 60 now. Love me or leave me. I don't care. This is what I look like. I make no apologies for it. I won't have plastic surgery. I love me!
In other news, an amazingly beautiful friend of mine is getting Botox.
Again. I don’t know how to feel. It’s her face. But I wish she didn’t think she needs it. But part of me thinks I need it.