
More people have seen my tits over the last 3 weeks than over the last 15 years. And I have not one string of beads to show for it.
More people have seen my tits over the last 3 weeks than over the last 15 years. And I have not one string of beads to show for it.
I’m working on being proud of no longer having tits and now wear my towel around my waist like a man. Those scars from sternum to armpit remind me to be grateful every minute that I’m alive – it was close. My beads hang much better without cleavage crowding them.
Here’s to beads that hang well! Stay well,L.
I don’t like looking at my boobs post-cancer and I’m sure as hell not going to inflict it on anyone else. Not even someone I really hate. Yuk.
I took beads to my radiation treatment on the morning of Mardi Gras, and told the techs they had to give them to every woman that had to take off her gown that day. They did. I loved them for it.
I would be happy to supply you with the beads. No need to show me your boobs.