Congrats! Welcome to the world of struggling with body acceptance! You're not alone. The struggle of having big boobs is one that many girls experience and have to deal with. And you're just one of many.
If I had a dollar for every time my close friends made a comment about how huge my boobs/bra were, I’d have roughly enough to buy that pair of boots I’ve been wanting since freshman year of high school or maybe even the new IPhone. It's not something anyone is able to hide very easily. They're a part of your body. They're not like a zit on your forehead that can just be covered up by halfway-decent makeup skills.
Since you have been “blessed” with the gift of having a giant chest (I'm looking at you, girls D and beyond), I promise you’ll think you’re being stared at at least once a day. I promise you’ll hate bra shopping with a burning fiery passion (especially when your mom tags along), and I promise you’ll soon learn that even though you could technically fit in a size small shirt, you’ll have to buy the large so you don’t feel like you’re popping out of it.
Don't even get me started on button-down shirts. Button-down shirts are the epitome of "what not to wear" for big-chested girls. I promise with every ounce of truth in my body that once you start wearing a D cup, you won't want to wear a button down shirt again for the rest of your big-boob life.
I also promise that you won’t hate them forever. Growing to accept that you’re one of the rare girls who doesn’t have to spend extra money for push-up bras is a big step in accepting not only your boobs, but your body in general. Though you can’t always find a sports bra that will support you, this also gives you an excuse to skip the gym (which is a giant win if you ask me) and you will never have to go out and buy a strapless bra again because of course they won't support you either.
Another perk of having big boobs is the ability to rest your phone on them. Yes, I'm serious. There is nothing better than laying on the couch at night after a long day of work, setting your phone on your boobs and watching Youtube videos of the best "Friends" moments. If you don't think that's a perk, you obviously haven't tried it.
Accept the fact that being big-booby-Judy isn’t the end of the world. It’s a big world out there, and the big-boob girls of the world need to stick together (we could really use a secret handshake or something). You can either let your boobs define who you are, or accept the perks and downsides of having them.
