I have this #scar since I was 15 and I loved to play football. There was an older guywho loved to
I have this #scar since I was 15 and I loved to play football. There was an older guy who loved to win more than he loved playing football. So he sent the ball right through me, through my right breast through my guts. And I didn’t even flinch because I was afraid the boys would say ‘girls are weak and they should never play football’ all over again. We finished the match and I got home and didn’t say anything to mom and dad. And the lump grew and we went to the hospital and the doctors cut it out of me and I thought 'thanks God it wasn’t cancer’ and 'now I’ll never have beautiful boobs again’. And then I wouldn’t let anyone squeeze my breasts, because I was afraid the lump would grow again. But the lump didn’t grow; my heart grew. It grew so much that everyone and everything could fit in it. Even my broken boob. -- source link
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