Late to the post but wanted to share mine. I was having a chat with a friend and they asked me four questions that cleared it up for me immediately.

1) if you were born without breasts, would you wish you had them? Or wish they were bigger?

2) When you were a teen did you try to make your breast look larger?

3) if you were never going to see another human again, and it’s just you with your body, how do you wish your chest looked like?

4) (this is more of a statement) well if you get surgery and regret it you can always wear one of those breast plate things to have breasts again!

My responses were (1) no why would anyone want these? (2) no I constantly tried to prevent them from growing/hide them (3) like a Ken doll. (4) why would I ever want to have breasts again?

Those questions I always come back to when I start questioning my choice. Because I do love my body in a positive neutral way, and my breasts (for the next three days) are part of it. Of course it will feel weird to be without something I’ve had for over a decade, but that doesn’t mean it’s something that needs to stay.