Let’s Chat| Tits

Being a women we often face a few challenges that men don’t even have to think about. One of those things are boobs. Whether that’s making sure they stay in place, worrying about unwanted boob sweat or comments you may receive. I mean let’s face it, having boobs sometimes is a pain in the arse. Growing up and transitioning into a young adult I’ve really become passionate about my body and the way I should express it. I’ve also become very aware on the opinions everyone else seems to have on your body and how that can affect you.

I spent most of teenage years dreaming of having boobs. I developed very late and everyone around me had been wearing bras for years. Where as I was still trying to justify wearing crop tops and the fact my chest wasn’t as flat as a 13 year old boy’s. I still remember the day when I brought my first bra. Still as flat chested as ever and my god I couldn’t fill the AA cup. Cream and spotty, clearly visible under my school shirt *cringe*. (Someone please tell me why this was a trend) Yet at that point in my life the bra was actually full of significance. It gave me confidence and as cringey as it sounds made me feel like a ‘women’. I felt grown up and although my body had not changed in the slightest I felt so much more secure in it. From years of nervously hiding in the changing rooms I finally begun to feel confidence in myself.

Fast forward a few years and somehow I magically grew boobs. They honestly came out of no where and everyone was so shocked. As much as they were all I spent my young teenage years dreaming of, something that I craved for so long then became one of my biggest insecurities. Due to my boobs growing so fast I had a lot of stretch marks on my chest. I was still young and back a few years ago no one talked about stretch marks. I didn’t really know what they were, why they were there and how I could get rid of them. If years of having no boobs wasn’t torture enough, I now had a pair but I absolutely hated them. I became so self conscious of my body yet again, with every change I was never happy. Bio oil shortly became my best friend with my daily ritual of applying it morning and night. It did actually make a difference to me and my stretch marks began to fade. However I don’t know if that was natural due to time as many people say darker purple toned marks do fade to a white eventually. Nevertheless I now absolutely swear by it.

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Going to uni I put on the classic uni weight gain that most of us do and again suddenly my boobs grew. I started to accept that somehow the flat chested teen now actually had decent size tits. Clothes that I use to wear, now became a little bit tricky. Every outfit would show some sort cleavage and instead of hiding it I began to embrace it and let my confidence grow. I’ve always hated wearing bras with tops when the straps are visible and not wearing a bra has become a part of me. We all complain about how uncomfortable bras are. Realistically no one wants to wear something with wire in. Bralettes have honestly become my best friend and will honestly transform your life. They are cute and comfy af, plus apparently really good for your boobs. Wearing what I wanted often came with a lot of comments, at first I used to be quite bothered by it, but then I came to a realisation. That as long as you are happy in yourself it doesn’t matter what others think.

In the last couple of years I’ve really learnt to appreciate my femininity and the power that comes with it. Something I can’t stand is the comments women receive about their boobs. I’ve written about this all before but it’s something I’ll continue to embrace. The sexuality of boobs is something that as a young adult has become so clear in society. They are huge lumps of fat with the purpose to provide milk for a child to grow. Someone please tell me how that sounds sexy!! I’ve started to learn that your boobs will ALWAYS be commented on. And that bloody sucks! Friends, male or female will often point out that your boobs may be more visible in a certain top, or the fact that you can see your nipples. I mean I am fully aware and I don’t care about your opinion. I have boobs and it’s not going to stop me wearing what I want to. Take it how you want. But I wear something because I want to, because it looks cute and because it makes me feel good. Different body shapes can wear the same piece of clothing but for some it’s acceptable and for some it’s seen as provocative. Let’s not shame women for their body shapes and the clothes they choose to wear.

For me I’ve had a real journey with my boobs, I’ve gone through years of hating them, to now them being one of my assets I’m confident in. This biggest thing I’ve learnt is how hard it is to accept your body. My body constantly changes and sometimes it was what I wanted, but still I was never happy. I always wanted more and became obsessed with my image. Since growing up I’ve embraced the changes in my body and learnt to be happy and confident in who I am.

H xxx

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4 Comments

  1. I absolutely hate having tits, not gonna lie. And yes, being a D cup with a tiny frame has it’s own challenges, but most of my contention lies in the way my body is gendered based on my breast size.

    It’s really hard to feel secure in an androgynous, nonbinary identity when you have these very prominent lumps on your chest. Binding hurts, the most impact-resistant sports bras don’t do enough to minimize….if I ever have the funding, I’m gonna get a full breast reduction and be done with it.

    It’ll be a lot easier to pass as something other then “female” that way and maybe my gender pronouns will finally be respected. Who knows? Worth a shot to feel more at home in my own skin though…

    1. I know so many people that feel the same, no matter what our sizes is we are never happy.

      I hope that one day you can get the reduction, or maybe we should hope that other people will allow you the feel secure. It’s such a huge thing for society and I hope that we can push past it and learn to look past someone’s body!

  2. Such an important topic to cover because it can be a great source of anxiety! Everyone is different, different shapes and sizes and stretch marks and all sorts. Embrace it, celebrate it, learn to love it and appreciate whatever you have. It’s all natural. It’s all beautiful and perfectly fine, just as they are. Great post!

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