Just feeling really thankful tonight for the fact that my mum didn't have any boobs for me to inherit. Or, idk how boob genetics work... In any case I definitely won the genetic lottery there. So glad that all it takes is the slightest little slip of a bralette to make me flat as a pancake!
I've never had any dysphoria, but considering how nice it feels whenever I look in the mirror and see how flat I am... well, bigger boobs probably would have made me feel dysphoric.
Now that I think about it, I remember being in my mid teens, looking down on my chest when I was lying on my back in bed, and loving how flat i looked. This from a teen brain that was told every day that boobs were desirable. Should maybe have clued me in...
So anyway, sending a thankful thought to my mum in the great beyond tonight. <3










