- Reason: Cosmetic
- Current Cup Size: DD
- Desired Cup Size: C
- Body Type: Athletic
- Ethnicity: White / Caucasian
- Country: United States
- Listed: April 17, 2018 12:03 am
- Expires: 111 days, 11 hours
Hello everyone! My name is Livia, I’m in my early 20s working in tech while saving for graduate school and paying off medical debt from when I was very sick back in late 2014 and was in hospital for awhile. Our healthcare system is pretty garbage!
But that is ultimately beside the point, at the end of the day I believe in working hard and doing what you need to do–in early 2013 I decided I wanted to lose my extra weight. I stood 5’6″ and 200 lbs, by the end of the year I was 123 lbs. Today, I fluctuate anywhere from 115-118 lbs. No shortcuts, no bull. I kept the weight off.
But as anyone who has lost a large amount of weight knows, you don’t really fully get to enjoy your new body–you may *be* your new weight, but you don’t *look* your new weight because of all the excess skin that can only be removed with surgery. I thought that I’d be able to save up enough money for the surgery myself by just putting small amounts away bit by bit, but after consulting for the breast reduction/lift and tummy tuck alone, the surgeon’s quote was almost $33,000! (I’ll include a picture in case anyone is doubtful)
Adding a thigh lift and other potential skin removal to this would bring the number a whole lot higher, and I’m starting to feel pretty doubtful about being able to bring in that amount of money while also tending to everything else I have to pay for–things that certainly take obvious precedence logically. I have other long-term expenses to tend to and it would ultimately be irresponsible to blow all my money on cosmetic surgery, even in savings, but I feel like I’ve lost all this weight and still am operating as if I’m vastly overweight, having to cover and/or bind myself in shame and embarrassment–and physical discomfort!–because of all the excess skin. It contributes to a real sense of body dysmorphia, like even though you’ve lost the weight, when you feel the skin hanging off of you, the way it rubs against itself and causes you all this burden while working out, you’re still exactly how you were before, when you look in the mirror, nothing has changed at all, and when you cover up your mirrors, nothing has changed at all, even though you know logically that it has, even though the numbers are irrefutable, since you worked so hard to make that happen.
At the end of the day, I’ve always been kind of a quiet nerd who went out of my way to stay under the radar–I always was acutely aware that I was a smart girl, not a pretty girl, and it would admittedly be nice to finally feel pretty and like I didn’t have to hide, you know?.
I’m happy to provide photos and short personalized videos, before and after, healing progress etc, to those who donate after they have done so. I might start a private Instagram for some of this and give it only to those who donate. Who knows, maybe we can be friends! I’d love to hear your own stories of determination and pushing yourself to reach personal goals of any kind if you have them.
Thank you so much for taking the time to hear my story!