I enjoyed your article very much. I, too, am among the multitude of flat and fabulous women. I've written several articles about our plight, https://www.curetoday.com/community/bonnie-annis/2017/06/warrior-or-wounded-life-after-breast-cancer
but mine weren't as witty as yours. Thank you for giving such wonderful visuals in your article. I couldn't help but laugh at the thoughts of mowing the lawn topless! That was priceless! Thank you for being willing to embrace your flatness in such a unique and profound way. If we can bring more attention to the fact that even without breasts, we are still women it will hopefully change the way society sees us. A fellow flattie - Bonnie Annis
I really enjoyed the article and Bonnie's comments. I'm 5+ years out from surgery, a bilateral mastectomy with implants. My implants are uncomfortable; the right one (my "wandering boob") has shifted to the point that it's almost under my armpit; and they just don't look good or natural, just lumpy. I'm seriously considering having them removed and going flat. Do you have any physical pain from the scars, nerves or whatever? Seems to me that it has to be more comfortable than what I have now.
Thanks to both you of for sharing your stories, and being so dang inspirational! Kathy
What a great piece of writing. I love your focus group, albeit cloned and imaginary. I would gladly join you in your efforts. I have not had breast cancer. I am merely a flattie by nature. I lost all the female parts lower down in two surgeries. Then I was assaulted with chemo, radiation and more chemo. Now I live with the side-effects that never go away: chemotherapy-induced neuropathy in both legs. All the drugs to quiet the screaming pain has robbed me of energy and vitality. All my visions of retirement as the energizer bunny have been replaced with a solemn sense of having been robbed of my soul and reason for living. And even worse the drugs have made me fat. I have never thought of myself as being vain. Being a flattie all my life has kept me humble all my life. And only now am I realizing that my vanity was vested in a small waist and buckets of energy and fun. So I take the 38 pills a day, all the while searching for my joy for living that made me beautiful all these years. It's here somewhere in the rolls and slabs of fat.
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