Got boobs?

For those that know me in my real life, they know that when in doubt “I lead with my boobs”.

Never had that been so evident to me as when I looked at my fetlife page and 95% of the pictures featured them in some very visible capacity.

It made me realize how much I had come to rely on them to define my sensuality and femininity. Like I had reduced myself to a pair of boobs.

But yesterday as I sat through a diagnostic mammogram, a very long ultrasound that featured multiple technicians and a radiologist proclaim “I don’t like the look of that one bit”, I knew I may have misplaced my faith that my tits would get me through life’s ups and downs.

So now I prepare for a biopsy in a way only I can, by removing all those photos from fetlife. They no longer need to define me in any way nor be offered up without thought.

I am hopeful that my test results do not indicate cancer, but I am prepared that my value I place on myself needs to change dramatically.

– The Girl

4 Comments

  1. I really enjoy following your story and progress through your life. Love your writing style. I am sending good thoughts and peace regardless of the answer. Hang in there!! Hugs

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  2. Hi Ms. Guess. I saw the comments you made recently on a Serenity Cox post on OF. I was curious to see who you were with such an intriguing handle, so I clicked on your profile. Ultimately it led me to your website. I read this post and was compelled to reach out to you.

    First, let me say I hope you’ve had your biopsy and the test results delivered good news! If you haven’t I hope you have it soon because there is nothing worse than uncertainty.

    My wife had breast cancer about 5 years ago. Luckily it was caught early. It was a small tumor that was removed and then treated with radiation. Thankfully she is doing fine, now, but it’s specter is always lurking there in the back of our minds.

    It also left a long scar on her right breast. My wife has the most perfect champagne glass boobs I’ve ever seen. Considered small by most standard’s, it’s not mine, and I think they’re beautiful. She often felt insecure about their size, but I told her in no uncertain terms nothing turns me off faster than fake boobs. If she was to do it, it was not for my benefit.

    You can imagine how she felt after the surgery with what she considers a big ugly scar. All I can say, however, is that she is even more beautiful today than she’s ever been. The scar is a part of her journey, and I believe it represents her trials, tribulations and triumph over adversity. I know it’s difficult for her to accept, but as each day passes the scar fades a little more.

    Basically, what I’m saying is that I agree with you, our physical attributes are not the only thing that defines us. Our bodies only tell part of the story, and there’s always more to it than meets the eye.

    Anyway, I read a few more of your posts. I’m starting from the beginning now, so I can catch up. I really enjoy your writing, thoughts and perspectives.

    I wish you all the best and hope all is well with you.

    Chuck

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