Well Radman my husbands and I's quit is going pretty good. It hasnt really gotten any easier in the past few days though. Like I hit a roadblock. In fact day 5 was easier than yesterday. I always had my first chew with a hot cup of coffee and checked my email. Ahhh the relief and sweet burn. It instantly cured my morning cranks. Now my morning cranks just last a looong time. I really really miss it. When is the irratibility gonna go away? Or is that just me? Gosh I hope not.
Now to do with the whole "boob" subject. The real reason I take such issue with it is that me myself has had to deal with that shit my whole life. Since 8th grade teased mercilessly,called "bowling balls B" yeah ha ha funny. Ive had stupid huge boobs for forever and I cant wear cute shirts,swimsuits,jackets,etc. I cannot run,jump,play volleyball,dive in the water,jog or anything without calling attention to my assets. I was called a slut (i was far from it) just for having them. They are the BANE of my existence and the minute I can afford it I am getting them LOPPED THE FUCK OFF. They ruin my life. Literally. I would just love to be able to run.(and no im not obese).
So anyway thats that. Kinda personal but feels good to get it off my chest*snicker,snicker*.
Oh and hub still wont join this and the boob avatars wouldnt sway him because Im pretty sure hes had his fill of big ole knockers in the past few years.