Yes, I'm female and I have boobs, but that doesn't mean I'm happy about it. Most people would place me in the Itty Bitty Titty Committee, but they're still way too big for my tastes. Even the tightest sports bras don't feel like enough, but I spend way too much of my day away from my apartment to safely wear a binder.
If the surgery to get rid of them wasn't so expensive, I would have already done it by now. So instead, I have to figure out how to scrounge up about $10k that I can't use to (1) pay for my doctorate I'm hoping to start in two years or (2) buy my own instruments (professional marimbas range $12k-30k, vibraphones $4k-9k, timpani can cost upwards of $40k, not to mention all the other smaller instruments that add up or the sticks/mallets/beaters you need to actually play them).
I hate having to decide whether to prioritize the purchase that can actually help me make a living, or the purchase that will preserve my mental health.
If the surgery to get rid of them wasn't so expensive, I would have already done it by now. So instead, I have to figure out how to scrounge up about $10k that I can't use to (1) pay for my doctorate I'm hoping to start in two years or (2) buy my own instruments (professional marimbas range $12k-30k, vibraphones $4k-9k, timpani can cost upwards of $40k, not to mention all the other smaller instruments that add up or the sticks/mallets/beaters you need to actually play them).
I hate having to decide whether to prioritize the purchase that can actually help me make a living, or the purchase that will preserve my mental health.