When I was 18 I had a verbally abusive boyfriend who was always checking out women who had my exact body type except with larger breasts. He was never that "into" me, and he would never admit that my little breasts (36B at the time) were the only things that were not "his type."
Being a stubborn 18, I was determined to prove a point and show him that I could be as beautiful as the women he lusted after. $3,000 later, I had huge breasts. I asked the doctor to make me a C cup. I would say that I regretted the operation instantly. They were so swollen and weird looking to me. I got used to my new chest (saline, under the muscle, 300cc on the right and 320 cc on the left) when everything settled down, but I never really loved my new breasts. I'm very active, so they were always in the way. When I was measured professionally for the first time a few years ago, I discovered that I was a 34D and had been mashing myself into too small bras all this time. I hated not being able to cuddle people the same, hugging felt inhibited.
The surgeon I went to lied about potential complications with lactation, which depressed me horribly when I had surrogate children for friends and had to supplement the babies with formula. I have had chronic shoulder and neck pain that has become worse over the 17 years I have had these things in. I also had a blood clot form in my right subclavian vein due to a severe form of thoracic outlet syndrome which is aggravated by breast implants (awesome!). Now I am getting ready to adopt girls and more than ever I wanted to return to my former natural beauty, even if they are tiny and shriveled from this whole stretching experience.
I don't want to send a message to my future children that they need to change themselves to be beautiful. My husband has been wonderfully supportive through the whole process. I spoke to a few different doctors in my area and decided not to go with a lift - just straight removal. So the operation was today! I was out of the clinic just 3 hours after checking in. I have not had any pain pills at all yet and I'm feeling remarkably good. My breasts look like sad little wilted flowers at the moment. Though a bit self-conscious at present, I am not feeling any regret! I will post pictures once someone gets home to take some photos for me. I will update the photos during the healing process too as well as how I am feeling because I had really wanted to see more progress shots of others as they went through the healing process. I have loved this site and everyone's stories. I wish women could come together more often like this and encourage each other to see the intrinsic beauty we each hold. Yay women! You are all so brave and wonderful for doing what feels right to you.