I am a boy who is 19 years old and lives in NY with a generous friend who allows me to sleep on their couch until i finish college. I dont really have anybody i can turn to at all; not even to borrow 5 dollars, so it's hard but i'm humble and live a minimalist lifestyle so i manage. I actually prefer the situation i'm in because it motivates me to strive for more. I write scripts, i draw, i dabble in music etc... And i know i can make something of myself, but what's really prohibiting me from doing anything is the pain, both psychological and physical, of the masses i have in my breasts. I have had severe gynecomastia ever since i was 10 years old. The doctors said it would go away on it own if i loss weight (i was also hovering around 230 pounds and i'm 5'6). Well at 17 i loss most of the weight and got down to 185, but the breast didn't get smaller at all. It actually looked worst because my body went back to it's small frame while my chest had huge boobs that now hanged down to my stomach. Docs told me my only hope now was to have surgery, and at this time i was going back and forth from being homeless because my mom kept kicking me out. My grades suffered in school but i graduated on time and i still managed to get into college. I got myself some health insurance and hoped to finally get the surgery and finally be able to be a normal boy. After about a year of running around, i recently got denied the surgery by my insurance. I need this surgery because while some may consider this "cosmetic" it really isn't. It is mentally debilitating being a young man and not being able to take off your shirt comfortably, being teased by both men and women for something that really is bizarre, and not having the confidence or comfortability to be apart of society. Having severe gynecomastia means i can't even wear baggy shirts to conceal it, it's always prominent unless i wear coats. It discourages me from even caring about staying in shape, and ever since i been denied i felt like my only hope is now gone. I sometimes feel suicidal but always tell myself there has to be a way. With no other way to get the money for the operation i turned to begging on the internet. At this point i'm willing to try anything. The operation costs anywhere between 3,000 to 5,000 depending on severity. In my case it my be on the higher spectrum. Anyone willing to help out with anything they can spare would be great, and i hate to asks since asking has never got me anything before, but i have nothing to lose at this point. I would even be willing to pay the money back if necessary over time.