Another Surprise!

On Tuesday at 11.40 A.M. somebody knocked on my door. I had gone to sleep only about an hour earlier after having stayed up studying all night. I turned in my bed and slept on. Then the knocking turned to pounding combined with the calls of my housemate. I awoke with a start, hastily pulled some clothes on and answered the door.

She: "You've got mail."
Me (checking my cellphone): "Huh?"
She: "Not that kind. Courier. The guy is waiting downstairs."

Hearing that, I ran downstairs to the waiting FedEx delivery guy, signed the receipt, accepted the package and climbed back upstairs. I turned the envelope over and saw it had come from Connecticut, USA.

On May 11th, Tina contacted me saying that they have something for me and asked what my shirt size was. I responded, asking what it was but she refused to give any more hints. Although, she guaranteed that I would like it.

A little more than a week later, here the package was, on my table. I opened the envelope, extracted the object and looked at it for a surprised moment. Then, I jumped around my room in ecstasy for a while.

It was a binder.

There were four notes inside the envelope. I read them, my eyes shining with joy. They were from Tina, Jess, Leo, Freedomgirl, Holden and femmeismygender. With every line, my heart swelled with love for them. Tina mentioned that more people were involved in the sending of this package for me. I want to thank each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart. You must know how much this means to me. Your thoughtfulness and kindness blew me away. I'm so very thankful to you for this gift. So much that I'm unable to voice the gratitude I feel. Words fail me. Just know that you've made me a very, very happy kid.

You should also know that I had been wanting a proper binder for a very long time. A vest like this one would have to be bought online and would've cost me around $50. That amounts to a lot when converted to Rupees. I didn't have that kind of money. I couldn't ask my parents either because that would involve coming out. I had been contemplating setting up a binder fund for around three months. But even then, there were lots of problems. One of my best friends was even willing to lend me her savings, yet that wouldn't have sufficed. Although I didn't admit it to myself, I was on the verge of giving up. Then, this package arrived.

This compression vest once belonged to Jess and has been used on a few occassions. He no longer uses this one. It is a size M, I guess, because I told Tina that's my shirt size.

Compared to Ace which was hell, the vest feels like heaven. I no longer have to endure rib ache and back ache. Ace bandage crushed my ribs and restricted my breath and flexibility. The compression vest, on the other hand, works with my body to give it a nice shape. Granted, it doesn't flatten my breasts but it makes my clothes fit me just right. When viewed from the side, my breasts are quite discernible but from the front, it looks like a smooth chest. The vest also trims my tummy, which is another awesome thing. I can breathe freely now, move as I will, walk without hunching and no longer have to go through sleepless nights of stabbing pain.

Although, judging by the shoulder span, width and the fit I think I might be a size S. I'm not sure because I have no experience with compression vests. Even so, this vest really is an awesome improvement for the Ace binder. Yes, Leo, I'm throwing the Ace away.

Once again, I would like to thank all of you. You are wonderful. I love you.

Hugs and kisses,
A Happy, Happy Kid.