[Anastasia916]

Well if I were you right now, I would just order the mediums as well and go ahead and have the L's sent. That way you'll have them when you are ready to move up to them. I'm not sure how quickly others moved up in dome sizes but I waited until I could fill the domes within the first 2 min of pumping before moving on to the next size. I have overpumped a few times, not often and I never did it hard enough to cause severe damage, just got the red dots haha, they go away after a couple days though. I never used any type of rings or padding on my domes until I got to the XL's, I used campers tape on the XL's at first for the first couple months, now I don't use it at all. I have a high tolerance to pain and maybe I'm more fleshy on the ribs than others, but the domes don't really hurt me much. The reason why I had to use the padding with the XL's is because at first they were so massive that they were the only ones that dug into my ribs and without the padding I added they pinched nerves causing pain to shoot down my arm! I wish they had the size in between the L and the XL back then haha.

As far as dairy making you bigger, it may be true for some, not so much for me lol. I tried that when I was 15 or so. Like a male friend of mine at the time wasn't overweight really, he wasn't rail skinny either, but he had boobs bigger than mine! He was like a small C cup and I asked him what he thought happened. He said he drinks alot of homogenized milk and he thinks it happened from that, he started working out intensely and they went away for him, that wouldn't happen as easily for women wanting to reduce their size, males can do it easier because of their testosterone. Women body builders lose their breasts fast if they take steroids. But anyway, so I started drinking a quart of milk per day, homogenized and all, did that for a good year, NOTHING, not jack lol. But like you I was under alot of stress during my teens and if I started to gain any weight, my mom hounded me so much to not become fat that I wouldn't eat much until I lost again. My mom meant well, I'm adopted and my biological mom is morbidly obese, which is what I struggle with now, the slow metabolism I mean. So I definitely think a poor diet and stress during teens effects breast growth. My stress came from MANY things, I had a very rough child hood, moved out at 15 cause I couldn't take it anymore. Room-mated with an older friend that had her own apartment, she let me stay for free as long as I cleaned the place and took care of her baby while she worked, like after the daycare hours. Then I got a part time job and eventually started supporting myself, have done so ever since. So yea, HIGH stress for me during my teens. But if you can learn to manage your stress, take NBE easy, you'll do fine.

I meditate alot, take nice long hot baths and sip herbal teas, that's how I deal with any stress, and trust me life happens, you can't stop stuff from happening that's going to stress you, what you can do is manage that stress better. Also working out helps. I workout every morning, I do at least yoga if nothing else. Any time of exercise daily helps stress levels. It doesn't have to be intense workouts, it can be just walking. Walk through the park when it's nice, stop to smell the flowers as they say. Just take time where nothing else matters. Like when I workout or take my hot baths, I imagine there is no stress in my life and for that moment nothing else matters but the feelings I'm feeling from the warmth of the water surrounding me, to the burn of the workout or the relaxation the yoga moves will have on my muscles. I know I sound crazy but it works. And believe me I have many things I should be stressed about even right now... but look at it this way, those things are going to be there whether you are stressed or not. You will have to resolve whatever it is, stressed or not, why not do it not stressed?

I started this way of thinking when I was about... 19? Maybe 18 going on 19, around that time. I was in an abusive relationship with my son's father from when I was 15 until I left him at about 19, he wasn't abusive at first, he became that way while I was pregnant at 16/17. He was more emotionally and mentally abusive then anything else and he used the hell out of me, I was too blind to see it at first. When I was 18/19 I woke the hell up and seen him for what he was, didn't like what I saw at all! So I decided enough was enough and I left him, best thing I ever did. I then moved in with his mother as she offered me a place to stay, didn't ask for money but I gave her around $200 a week just because that's how I am. After a few short weeks she went crazy on me so I left, went to stay with my mom, my mom lived in government housing at the time, and I wasn't suppose to be there. Once they found out I was, they said I had to be out in 3 days or she would be kicked out. OMG My mom stressed sooo bad, but this was around the time I came to my realization about stress. She was freaking out and I said to her "there is no need to freak out and chain smoke like you are doing, it will not help the situation, it will only ruin your health in the process, everything will be fine" she yelled at me claiming how do I know it will, I said, "I don't know how I know, I just know it will". Now I should also say that before my son was ever thought of I was homeless for a few weeks, it was when the girl I was room-mating with got in hard times and I was kicked out, I was living on the streets for a couple of weeks until I found another place to stay. So the situation when I was 18 or so didn't scare me as much as it may others because of that. Yes, I had a child to think of though, but I still didn't stress. And since I didn't stress guess what happened? I only had $400 to my name, not near enough to pay for an apartment to stay. When they told my mom I had 3 days to be out, we went looking for me somewhere to stay, I found a place where a lady knew me and she allowed me to pay only the $250 deposit and I would pay first and 2nd months rent the following month. So I got a place within 1 day, didn't even need the 3. I did have a job at the time so was able to afford it. So moral of this story, stop stressing, when you stress it only makes things worse, when you don't and think logically, things work out.

I'm not sharing any of this for sympathy, I'm the type that hates people to feel sorry for me. I just wanted to illustrate for you a better understanding of how you can deal with stress. Hold your head up high girl, it's never THAT bad. LOL sorry for the really long post and me being long winded, I get carried away sometimes