Become Your Own Bliss

About Breasts and Other Beautiful Body Parts


When you look at yourselves in the mirror, do you see your beauty first, or do you focus on the parts of yourself you've been taught to dislike?

Here's the truth about bodies and beauty. 

The standard of beauty propagated by the beauty and cosmetic industry are based on your insecurities. 

The features (and thoughts) you've inherited from your mother (and grandmother, and maybe your super-critical Aunt Sally), affect how you see and speak to yourself on a daily basis. 

So much of your world depends upon what you say when you're thinking and your self-talk. 

But what does this have to do with boobies?

I love breasts. I love my breasts. I adore and cherish my body. It has taken me over a quarter of a century to get here, though. 

As a teenager, I was obsessed with turning 18 so that I could buy breast implants. I wear between a B-C cup, depending on the time of the month. When I was about 15 years old, I watched an episode of MTV's True Life about silicone breast implants and how one woman's body didn't react well with hers. That was the first time I'd learned that in some instances, the body may detect the implants as a "foreign body." If my memory serves me well, the situation was toxic shock syndrome of some sort. The whole situation freaked me out about intentionally, surgically implanting a foreign body into my own and out the window went my hopes of wearing DD cup breasts.

That being said, it's my personal experience with choosing to leave my humble breasts alone. I've grown to like them the way they are. I don't judge anyone else who has chosen differently.

I know many women my age and younger who have had their breasts augmented. To be candid, I know more women who have implants than wear their breasts naturally. ALL of them, when talking about their purchased boobs, have justified their decision. They shouldn't be pressured to justify the reason they felt compelled to enlarge their breasts; their breasts, their business. 

This boils down to the fact that women are brought up to believe that the bodies they live in are not their own. That they have to justify their desires and cosmetic procedures to people who had nothing to do with their decision. Everyone's a critic yet no one has a constructive solution. 

If a woman's breast enlargement helps her self-esteem, so be it. If she wants to wear tons of makeup or none at all, that's her prerogative. If a woman decides she wants to walk out the door wearing little to nothing or a business suit, who cares? 

Women shouldn't feel the need to explain themselves about their personal cosmetic or health decisions, EVER. 

Her boobs, her business.

Another thing. Unless you are a doctor who is concerned about your patient's BMI/cholesterol levels, can you please shut the fuck up about someone being "too fat" or "too skinny?" 

I was a raging bulimic for over 10 years. People had everything to say. When I gained 60 lbs. (27 kilos) from birth control, I was told I was "getting fat too quickly." Please, can we focus on achieving and celebrating health?

All of this subjective, beauty-obsessed minutiae has driven me to the point of a book project. How do we teach ourselves to look in the mirror and see the beauty, instead of what "needs to be fixed?"

The next time you look in the mirror, focus on what you love about yourself. The next time you look at yourself naked in the mirror, stare in awe at that miracle of a body you live in. Love her. Feed her, Treat her with respect and admiration. After all, she exists to house your spirit.  

Rant: I'm writing about this in my current book project. I have a HUGE issue with how society is structured to create little girls who grow into women who are made to feel like our bodies are not our own domain to rule. 
We're always too fat, too skinny, too light, too dark, not tone enough, based on whoever is looking. I say FUCK THAT.

My wearing a shirt as a dress doesn't make me (or any other woman who wears revealing clothing) any more rape-worthy than, say, a nun wearing her habit. 

It feeds into the deeper issue. It's "indecent" for women to show breasts. Ours have a function. Men can go shirtless whenever. Their nipples don't even serve a purpose. It's meant to make us feel like we will never be "enough," or at least equal to men, because we're women. 



  1. As someone from the opposite end of the spectrum, who had a breast reduction, I wish I had the confidence in my teens and twenties to realize there was nothing wrong with me. I just wanted to fit into cute little tops like other girls. Not that my H cups weren't causing back issues or anything, but still. The me of today probably would have held onto them.

    1. Has the process helped you form a more amicable relationship with your body?


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