What is Gynecomastia
Gynecomastia (American English) or gynaecomastia (British English) is the development of abnormally large breasts on men. The condition can occur physiologically in neonates, in ad...
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Gynecomastia (American English) or gynaecomastia (British English) is the development of abnormally large breasts on men. The condition can occur physiologically in neonates, in ad...

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I'm 19 years old. 5'9 and 150 pounds. Over the last eight months, I lost 20 pounds and gained a significant amount of muscle. I have been going to the gym daily for the last 13 months, and have recently begun the P90X program. My point being, I'm in excellent shape. I can even start to see my abs coming in with the proper angle and lighting.
My dilemma? I've had these ugly, despicable man boobs since I was 11. I can't even remember what my flat chest looked like. I haven't been to a beach in 8 years. I never took my shirt off when "playing" with my girlfriends. I can't even wear the clothes I want to wear without looking at myself in the mirror, cursing my misfortune, and then taking off the shirt that I wanted to wear in exchange for something baggy to cover it up. I was made fun of in middle school for this, and even up until my sophomore year of high school. That's when I got taller and looked slimmer. I've been overweight for my age (never obese or significantly overweight) since I was a kid up until this last year and a half or so. So what's my point? My point is I'm sick and tired. I'm disgusted by the fact that for 8 years of my life I've had these ugly, hideous, confidence-razing, wretched, embarrassing man boobs hanging from my chest. I can't even go out in public without covering it up with an A-shirt under my clothes. I thought losing weight might help, because there was a possibility that it was pseudogynecomastia. I thought waiting would cut it out, since I was in puberty. Now that I'm exiting puberty and am in the best shape of my life, I don't know what to do to get rid of these cursed things. I'm dying to go to the beach. I'm just dying to go to the pool that's right down the street from me. I'm dying to take my shirt off, look in the mirror, and smile. What on earth should I do? I can't afford surgery. I wouldn't want to trouble my parents by asking them for the money. They love me too much to see it as a serious problem. So to say, they don't judge me for having them and think the rest of the world won't, either. Do pills work? Does Gynexin work? Gynemax? Someone please help. I'm confused, worried, and embarrassed. Posted on 06/19/09, 02:06 am |
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