Am I mad? I really hate having breasts

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omg i thought that wasnt normal not wanting boobs!
i wish i had a breast reduction i have a C i think not sure i dont even wear bras cuz i could never find a bra that can actually fit me.

You could get tested for the BRCA genes. Some (but not all) breast cancers are related to particular genes, and if breast cancer runs in your family you should be able to get tested to see if you have one of the associated genes that increase your risk of suffering from it. If you do, then you could consider the preventative surgery then, but it's possible that you don't have those particular gene defects and aren't at any higher risk than the rest of the population. If it's something that concerns you, I'd advise you seek a referral to a genetic counsellor/ask for the tests.

These men pursued me, not vice versa...and the breast thing only came out later in the relationship, they didn´t seem to be bothered in the beginning. So...yeah...that´s why I don´t get it! But I have no way of knowing, beforehand, if the guy is going to end up being like that. I just assumed that all men were obsessed with breast size in this way...

You're not alone. I have tiny breasts, and I dislike all the stigma that comes attached to them. I've had family members make comments about their smallness, and I've had less-than-sensitive relatives offer to get me breast implants to "improve" their size. I considered that a grievous insult and refused to comment on the situation any further. It seems almost like your breasts really don't belong to you, that they're the property of passers-by and people who feel entitled.

They can be a bit of a nuisance sometimes, but I don't really care either way. Mine aren't too big either (they're a C) so they're not that annoying.

Yes, you´re right, and I find that totally annoying! People seem to notice and rate women´s various body parts all the time. I always assumed people looked at- or were attracted to- the whole person, not individual parts. That´s one of the things I find totally irritating about being a woman.

I've thought exactly the same thing about my appendix...I really don't want it to rupture!

Anyway, back to the topic...
The only reason I hate having breasts is that I hate wearing bras, but if I don't wear one they feel equally as uncomfortable...it's the option of them feeling too tight or feeling to flabby. Not much of a choice.

I'm a freakish 30DD. It's painful at worst, and annoying at best. At my heaviest, I was a 37F. That was REALLY NOT FUN.

I'm still beyond confused as to why so many of my friends and acquaintances are envious of my chest. I mean, really, WHY? Back pain, ill-fitting clothing, really obnoxious attention from nasty men? If I could find a way to transfer it all to them ,I'd do it in a second.

Me too! I wonder why they don´t just remove it, like they do wisdom teeth?? (Although, come to think of it, I still have all my wisdom teeth. But at least I know they won´t rupture...)

I wouldn't mind having larger breasts. At 34A there is no such thing as cleavage.

seriously? you look so skinny on pictures!



ditto on that.

Women need to be mindful that different guys have different preferences with breasts and we don't all like big breasts.

I appreciate all shapes and sizes but find A size breasts hot and a real turn on. So I'm someone that prefers smaller breasts and find it shame to hear women that are unhappy with being smaller.

I feel your pain...I'm a 30F. I don't have back pain, but if my bra is ill fitting I get bruises on my shoulders from the straps digging in......

I hate that button down shirts don't fit well (gap issue). I have to buy a bigger size and bring it to a tailor for shirts, jackets....even dresses.

The worst is that I can make any shirt that seems work appropriate look very inappropriate if it even a tiny bit low cut.....

Oh...yeah...I forgot about the men (and even women sometimes)....ever get the "OMG are those real??".....my coworker did that to me once when I took off my lab coat in front of her, and my other coworkers...and my boss...total mortification.

I had this exact feeling as a young adolescent. I HATED them. I don't want to cut them off anymore but I sometimes feel like just a pair of boobs, cos they're so big. Other times I like them 'cause they make me more feminine. But they do get awkward.

I was an early bloomer, and I remember, at the age of 14, reading this thing in a Teen Magazine. It said that if your nipple was less than x number of inches higher than your elbow, then your breasts were officially "saggy". And mine were. Or the pencil test. Heck, I could hold a pencil under my breasts when I was 12. Around the same time, there was this billboard for Budweiser, with these models all wearing short t-shirts that showed the bottom halves of their breasts. Being 14, I looked in the mirror to see how I'd look if I was dressed like that. But I couldn't do it, because my nipples were at the bottom half of my breasts. The only way I could make mine look like that was to physically bend them up with my hand, and I wondered for years what these women were doing to make theirs point up like that.


When I was in high school, I wore a 36 D. At 5'2", and not being perky, it made me look frumpy. (Girls and boys were both significantly thinner in those days, too, you have to realize.) Boys didn't give me a second look, because I probably looked like their moms. Except I do remember one boy stopping me in the hall and asking me to hold still so he could look at me and decide which was bigger, one of my tits or my head. I told him to get f-----, and he acted like he couldn't understand why I was offended.

Then there is the clothing issue. Clothing is designed with the assumption that you have have perky B cup breasts.

And, those of you who are younger may not know this, but it used to be an absolute bugger to find underwire bras anywhere, or really any bras that were D cups and over. Nowadays it's easier, because, frankly, people are fatter. When I was in the Air Force, we always had to run, and I couldn't find a bra ANYWHERE that was supportive enough, so I had to run with my arms crossed over my chest.

I also get very little sexual satisfaction from having them touched.

There is one good thing, though: My breasts fed and comforted my first son for THREE YEARS. (He's autistic, which might explain why he stuck with it so long.) Breast milk is the perfect food for babies, and the longer they have it, the better. It protects against illness, is always there when they need it, and it tastes like melon. It's always fresh on tap. My breasts fed my second child for almost a whole year. I never spent a dime on formula.


When I was in my twenties, before I having kids, I was really down on myself for having saggy boobs. I was actually ready to put myself into debt to get a breast lift. I even went for a consultation, where they told me I'm actually a 38 C, but would still benefit from surgery. They explained how they would do it, and I scheduled an appointment for this major surgery...and then realized the cost of anesthiea would be extra, so I chickened out. Here's the scary bit, though... During the consultation, breast feeding was NEVER mentioned. I didn't think of it, because before you have kids, you don't think of it. The doctor didn't mention it at all.

If I had had the surgery, I probably wouldn't have been able to breastfeed my children. And that's really what they are there for in the first place. People always seem to forget that.

I've tried to let go of the notion that my breasts should look a certain way, and mostly I do okay these days. Still, when you have to reach out of the shower to grab the towel that fell on the floor, and your boobs dangle onto the freezing cold edge of the tub, that sucks. Or when you can't just roll over in bed without having to arrange them. They are an annoyance.

This was one of the reasons I hated having them as a young teen. I felt like they reduced me to just a machine for having children with.