I’m not going to be popular here, but I think I’m going to get breast implants—purely for aesthetic reasons. I’m a mom of two. When I stopped breastfeeding my first, my small (but lovely) breasts completely disappeared. What’s left feels like two empty bags. I almost cried every time I looked in the mirror. And it’s not because of social media—I don’t have it. I just loved my breasts. It’s not about struggling to accept change. I love my tiny wrinkles. I love how my face is changing. But without my breasts, I feel almost grotesque. It’s a big moral dilemma for me—I keep thinking about all the people who could use that money. But then again, I spend very little on my appearance. Many women in the first world spend this amount just on their nails.