It's Time To Stop Shaming Your Large-Chested Daughters For Their Clothes

It's Time To Stop Shaming Your Large-Chested Daughters For Their Clothes

You're hurting our self-image and confidence.

Our adolescence is a weird stage; we’re growing, hitting puberty at different times, and learning how to interact with each other.

It’s also easy for us to hate ourselves during this time. We have so much pressure from our peers to fit in and to meet our parents' standards.

As a girl with large boobs, I was also getting a lot of hate from my parents for the things I wore. A cute shirt I borrowed from a friend that is totally adorable and modest can easily show a lot of cleavage on me without trying. My parents would blame me for that happening, telling me things like “modest is hottest” or that “I’m wanting the wrong kind of attention.”

No, we just want to wear a cute shirt to school, a prom dress that flatters our body shape, or even just something comfortable. We want to feel good in what we wear, and requiring us to constantly have a shirt that stretches to our neck and goes up so high under the arms that it rubs our armpits raw is neither flattering or comfortable and does not help our confidence.

Shirts, no matter what, are always going to be tight around our chest. We have big boobs; it’s inevitable.

Shirts are going to sometimes cut low and cleavage is going to show; we have big boobs.

The most flattering cuts on us might show a lot of cleavage; we have big boobs and just want to be confident in our body. It doesn’t mean we are asking for sexual attention; we just want to look good like everyone else.

But when you force us, as parents and guardians, to wear things that practically suffocate us, you’re hurting our self-image. You’re teaching us to be ashamed of our body, and that people only see us as a sexual object.

Either way, we’re going to get sexually harassed at some point or another about our chest. Shirts that fully cover cleavage only accentuate how large our chest is, and even if we wear sweatshirts all the time, people will notice.

Don’t shame us for something we can’t control; after all, it is your genetics we have. Don’t tell us we’re slutty or inappropriate for just wanting something that fits properly and is flattering.

You’re hurting your daughter’s self-image during the most vital time for learning how to love yourself, curves and all.

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As I started my infernal journey through high school, my self-esteem began affecting other elements of my life. I started to blame every negative aspect that occurred towards my weight. My life was turning bleak and my existence was becoming questionable. The infliction of insecurities unfolded into something deeper and darker: depression. I looked back and yearned for the 7-year old that was fearless and worry-free. The 7-year-old who was comfortable in her own skin. I soon got myself stuck in a dark hole so deep, it felt inescapable and suffocating.

As I slowly started to approach my final years of high school, I met a group of people in band class during my junior year. Through multiple classes and countless hours spent together through the band program, we became a close-knit group, almost like a bunch of peas squished together into one small pod. As cliché as this may sound, they changed my entire outlook on the world and even on how I viewed myself. The world was gaining back its vivid colors and the rope was being rolled down into my deep dark chasm. I realized that my life is precious and important. I have meaning and purpose. Something as little as my appearance should have no effect on the achievements I wish to pursue in life. The simple act of surrounding yourself with positive vibes and good people can make a whole lot of a difference. However, it is not only about the people around you. It took me a long time to realize this, but the most imperative and influential addendum is your mindset. After months of controlling my anxiety by spending time with convivial people, I started training my mind. I reminded myself of my importance and the people in my life that cared for me. Although my 7-year old persona is not back and may never return, I learned an even better lesson and have become a new person. I got back my sense of importance and meaning. I now see that such insignificant factors, such as how you look or how you dress, should have no correlation to your success in life. The part of me I once pined for has learned to not look back, but to move on forward and focus on the bigger things in life. It has also learned to work that much harder for the things it truly wants.

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After being "cured" of my eating disorder, I still did not have a healthy relationship with food. I saw food as evil, for I believed food would make me fat. I did want to eat but did not want to gain weight. I began looking for different diets that would make me feel satisfied while allowing me to keep my belly flat; I happened to stumble upon the vegan diet. In particular, I stumbled upon Freelee's Youtube channel, in which she advertised the vegan diet as a magical diet in which one could eat as many carbs as one wanted while still remaining lean.

And so, after watching countless of Youtube videos on veganism, I go vegan. I stop eating all animal products, even honey. I was a strict vegan. I would make a lot of my own foods because a lot of foods like granola bars, for example, have dairy or other animal products in them. I am not going to say I hated the vegan diet, or that I ever felt restricted because it was a wonderful experience that I would never take back. I learned that you can make good food without having to use animal products. I was vegan for about a year, and then I stopped.

To be completely honest, I do not know why I stopped being vegan, but I just remember saying I just wanted to eat chicken again.

When I went back to being an omnivore, I noticed I gained a lot of weight and felt uglier and more lethargic. I did not like this feeling of feeling heavier without energy, however, I remained an omnivore.

It was not until I got to college that my diet would again change. In my dining hall, there is a lot of vegan and vegetarian options. When the options are available, it is difficult for me to resists them, since I naturally have a tendency to eat fewer animal products. Currently, I have not been eating meat, and only eat either fish or eggs. However, the majority of the time I eat tofu, fruit, vegetables, and rice. I also don't consume dairy products because they upset my stomach.

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In addition, I eat whenever I get hungry. If it is midnight and I am studying for an exam, I will go buy some chips and eat them, because I am hungry or I will munch on an apple because I can.

So, that is my diet, my diet is eating the foods I like and eating them at whatever time I want. If you do happen to follow a strict diet, like a vegan diet, I do not shame you for it, I think the vegan diet is a great diet. On the other hand, if you love steak or hamburgers, I do not shame you for that either, at one point in my life, I also ate steak. My point is, eat what makes you feel happy and healthy because, in the end, it is your body and nobody else's.

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