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I am on the other end of the spectrum... I have always had big boobs... Was teased b/c of them growing up.. I was an early bloomer... Was always being accused of stuffing, had boys snapping the back of my bra and wanting me to prove to them that they were real and not tissue.... My dad would get uncomfy horseing around with me b/c of them... saying they were in the way.. he was paranoid if he accidently brushed against them... then it was the boobs that got attention from the boys and not me....
it wasnt until I was into my 30's ( I am now 37) that i began to love myself and my body as it is including the boobs. Until then I hated them... Felt they were in the way, uncomfortable, pple staring and so on... I have had 4 kids, breast feed one of them and currently am a 44 DD ... They arent perky, they are as one described.... Empty socks... play dough...and altho my husband loves them I must confess that if i could afford it I would have them lifted... not to say that I dont like them and embrace them for the girls that they are just would prefer them to be up where they should be... LOL... Its all about our own preception of our own self image I guess...
I hoep that you can learn to love your body and self just as it is.... (((Hugs)))
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