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I began to wear a bra on the order of the order for another 10-11 years (my mother brought it and said: "Well, you have the same chest, it's uncomfortable when it shines through the shirt"). I mean it's not uncomfortable for me, but it's inconvenient to see my mammary glands around. The size was the first, but my body quickly expanded it to o-very uncomfortable for a society of the 4th size. And now.
If I now start to recall my feelings at the sight of that white and lacy instrument of the Inquisition (on "bones", as it should) - shame and misunderstanding, for which they are punished. Why do I need it?
As a teenager, I was raped with mammary glands - boys in the classroom, push-up (in the form of foam rubber in fact), a cutout is lower. Even the crosses ran in it (with the worst result than before) and went on hiking in it (I'll die under the backpack, but I will not give up positions!
A little dawn began to dawn in my head when I broke my arm. I was 15 years old, and the doctor (elderly, very experienced) required to undress to the waist. And he says to me: "Do you know that you are now mutilating yourself?" (She correctly estimated the compression marks on her chest and on her shoulders.) Breast cancer is very often provoked by a tight bra, and it's hard to find a normal figure in the figure, and there's no need. sports T-shirts, baby. " To me it was slightly up to that (analgin to me, analgin!), Besides, the bra as an integral part of femininity (tm) was sitting in my head indestructibly. But, when I spent 2 months without it (it was very difficult to put on), I developed a hand without it, somehow the consciousness began to change. In addition, I read research on this topic and found in them confirmation of the correctness of the doctor.
As a result, I have not been masturbating for 12 years already. Running, weight training, karate - the maximum that is required, this is a "sports T-shirt," and that, I only wear it for a run because of the size of the chest. T-shirts I choose with a picture on the chest or opaque (alas, in our very southern city to put on transparent - this is guaranteed to gain additional experience in the field of hand-to-hand combat).
What interests me most is that the body understood and told me: "Do not carry it any more, it's necessary!". Even with completely-then-blinked patriarchal thinking (someone will look at you, it will be unpleasant to him, oh-yo, what will they think about you?) Whore asked for it!), Refused to accept. My body is smarter than me.

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