How I overcame personal challenges to find success?
Story of a woman who fought personal physical deficiencies to succeed in life........By Margaret Collins

I did not pay much attention to my small breasts when I was a student.  I was always a star athlete and was so absorbed in sports and academics that I rarely thought about the feminine dimensions of my personality.  Most of my male friends were athletic types and I never felt that I did not have enough male companions.  I dated regularly and hardly ever felt 'incomplete' in any way.  I used to have the usual problems women have:  not being able to find the right-sized clothes or not being able to wear revealing clothes.  So I just stopped caring about how I looked.

It was only when I started out in the real world that I realized that my physical deficiency size became an issue.  Since I could no longer rely on dating my sports buddies I had to search for men the old-fashioned way.  I went to bars and if I went alone, no one would even bother to say hello.  If I went with a friend, I would be the one to drive my friend with the cute guy who she picked up in the bar.  When it happened a couple of times, I started to lose my confidence and became more and more withdrawn from the society.  This only made the situation worse.  I did not want anything to do with plastic surgery; I was still very physically active, always exercised regularly, and ate absolutely the healthiest food that I could.   I just could not make myself try breast augmentation - or insert some synthetic material inside my body.  I was tempted to try something more natural but a short discussion with my doctor convinced me that I would be better off giving away my money to a charity.

I got lonelier; it was hard enough to be away from home but not being able to date and have a meaningful personal life was only making it worse.  I started to spend a lot of time in bookstores and libraries and that is where I met Brian, who is my husband now.  Brian was a voracious reader and when we ran into each other a few times in the library, he greeted me one morning.  We started to talk about the weather but quickly moved to discussing books, our passion.  It was almost lunchtime when we realized that we were both hungry and decided to walk to a Mexican restaurant two blocks from the library.  As we ate lunch, the wine had relaxed both of us somewhat and we started to flirt with each other.  At one point, while I was busy eating my chimichanga, Brian asked if I would be bothered if he told me that I was pretty.  My heart almost missed a beat since I had not heard something like that from a man for a long time and I told him with a smile to praise me as much as he could and wanted.  Brian then moved closer to me and whispered, "I like your chest.  I am a big fan of small ones."  I almost choked and for a moment could not believe that he meant it.  But when I looked into his eyes, I could not see anything but sincerity.  After a few moments of silence, I managed to mutter, "Thank you, Brian.  I am glad to hear that."

Brian and I dated for several weeks and during a weekend trip to Orlando, I was able to undress in front of him.  He was simply fascinated by my body and could not stop looking and touching my chest.  Brian and I from then on embarked on an exciting journey to discover our bodies without worrying about size.  He brought my self-confidence back and after a while I actually started to flaunt myself whenever I could.  I went shopping for clothing, and learned all the tricks that I could to find a new person that was hidden inside me - a woman.  A woman who was no less than anyone because she did not have two melons.  

I realized that it was me who was holding myself from going ahead in life.  When I did not project an image of self-confidence, people did not approach me.  With a new personality, not only did my relationship with Brian was going very well, I felt much better about my professional life.  Brian, of course, played an instrumental role in my transformation.  He made me feel proud of myself, my athletic body, and all the little tricks that I could play which women with larger sizes can not.  When other women ask me for advice, I tell them to feel good about themselves, and more importantly, learn all the tricks that they can to show it all off.  It is not the large breast size that men like; it is the visual stimulation that we can provide to them - and, size does not matter when it comes to catching the imagination of a man.

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