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The original was posted on /r/twoxchromosomes by /u/IbanezRG421 on 2023-09-17 00:21:31.

I have huge fucking knockers. I’ve had them since i was barely a teen and they’ve been the bain of my existence ever since. They are painful when i don’t wear a bra, wearing a bra gives me neck, back and headaches. I haven’t gone properly swimming in 7 years because i just don’t find bathing suits that cover my needs. I also can’t wear about 80% of the clothes i’d like to buy because they’re simply not made for my chest or the ugly straps of my orthopedic bras would ruin them, but of course that’s a secondary problem and whining on a high level. It’s mainly the pain.

BUT… there’s also that one thing. The fact that I just find them ugly. They “age” my silhouette because they sag so much due to their weight. I’ve cried over the way they look many times. Yes, the fact that I want a breast reduction is mainly about the pain but if i’m being honest with myself it’s also about the way they look.

I feel like I’m betraying myself and every woman who doesn’t have a “beauty standard” chest. I feel like I’m betraying my body that is only doing it’s job. No, I probably wouldn’t try getting a reduction if the pain and discomfort wasn’t there, but when I think about the way life will be like after i’ve done it, I also get excited over “finally having pretty boobs”. Then, at the same time, I feel like I’ll be losing an old friend, as cheesy as it sounds. It’s not their fault that I was brainwashed to dislike them. Even writing about them in a negative way makes me feel bad because of all the shaming women already have to endure for their breasts, and it feels like I’m only reinforcing this. I want them gone and I also want to love them so desperately.