txmystic wrote:My wife's best friend is five feet tall and had reduction surgery before I met her due to chronic back pain. She still has attractively large breasts so I can only imagine the burden she bore before she had the procedure.
Beyond the bra logistics, however, I cannot blame Sali for being self conscious. Thinking back over my experience in high school, I recall the girls with larger breasts were almost always considered less intelligent and more likely to be sexually active in general. I never thought it was fair and confronted people about it. This is actually one reason I was kind of an outcast. Geddy Lee was right:
conform or be cast out...
There's still hope. I moved around a lot during elementary, middle, and high school. I was always labeled "the new kid", then "the smart kid" as the other kids noticed my academic performance, and finally came to the final label of "the dangerous genius", when a jock(s) decided to assert their supposed superiority over me in an inevitably violent fashion, especially in middle and high school.
...I've been in martial arts since elementary school, and I studied anatomy as a hobby since middle school, and have always had a rather good understanding of the laws of physics. As one may suspect, these three factors contributed greatly to my "dangerous" status. After these tussles, I would eventually become more or less invisible. The fight would be forgotten, my name would be associated with either large doses of pain, help with homework, or bully-repellant, depending on which caste someone was.
Needless to say, I always ended up outcast. And that meant I sat at the "outcast table" at lunch. As it turned out, being friends with the Outcasts is probably the best way to go through school: everyone understands that everyone at the table is a bit freaky, and it's OK. Being an outcast meant being yourself and having friends who were just as true to themselves. It meant being proud and confident and having real friends, close friends, and having not only people looking out for you but people to look out for.
All Astali has to do is find the outcast table. She'll have a hard time at first, but she'll come out in far better shape than if she tried to shoehorn herself into a "normal" group.