Breast Reduction Series

My Behavioral and Psychological Changes After My Breast Reduction

I know I posted about my breast reduction last week and I try to break up my BR content, but Laura commented on my previous post about the psychological changes I experienced after my reduction. This is something I had only thought about briefly and it is important to talk about.

Like so many women with large breasts I always felt like people saw them first, and me, if at all, second. I had so much internalized hate towards my breasts because I felt like they prevented me from being me, from being seen as the intelligent and competent person I am, and from feeling respected as a human and not an object.

It’s been four years since my reduction and I still struggle with this. The other day I actually thought to myself, why do you go out of your way to prove yourself to people who already see your value? I realized that I still haven’t really recovered from the trauma of having large breasts at a young age. When you have a body that is sexualized by main stream media at a young age, you internalize your worth through the lens of how others sexualize you. And this wasn’t just boys and men sexualizing me, it was other girls and women too.

There’s already so much pressure on young girls to look and act, and there is pressure for girls to compete with each-other in incredibly unhealthy appearance based ways. When you are a young girl with an adult body earlier than your peers and they have been conditioned by their families and media to think women who look and dress in certain ways are “sluts” and “bimbos” you become a “slut” and “bimbo.” As a middle school “Malibu Barbie” I can attest that this is devastating. It’s devastating to know that a woman’s value in general is judged based on her appearance, but because my body was shaped in a specific way I was branded with a personality that was not mine.

I Felt Like I Had to Prove I Wasn’t What People Thought of Me

This is where my mindset was established. I felt like I had to go out of my way to prove my intelligence, worth, and gain the respect of my peers. Before my reduction this was largely true. I felt I had to be the best and smartest at what I did because if I wasn’t, I would only confirm what people thought about me to begin with.

As an adult I do not think this way, but when you are young, self-conscious, or immature you do. Yet, even after my reduction, old habits die hard. I don’t want to be the best at everything I do anymore, but I do catch myself thinking about whether I have done enough to prove my intelligence and competence. As a woman, I think we have to work a little harder already to prove this.

I don’t do this consciously, but every now and then I catch myself and ask, why did you try so hard for that one person when it didn’t matter?  and my answer comes from a small, 15 year-old Brette inside me and she says “I didn’t want them to think I’m what they assume I am.”

I’m still growing into myself and detaching my worth from my appearance. I think we all need to go through this regardless of our body types.

That is the one thing that hasn’t really changed since my reduction.

My Brain Doesn’t Remember My “Old” Body

On the Flip side of this, since my reduction, and almost immediately after, I divorced my current body from my “old” body. I have disassociated “that” body from my current one and I don’t really think about or imagine/remember past me with my body pre- breast reduction. I remember what it felt like, the pain and embarrassment; I don’t remember what I looked like without the help of an image.

I look at my body in the mirror and I feel so normal and natural it feels like I have always looked like I do now. Even when I see my scars all I feel is love for them and my body as it is now. I feel nothing for the body I used to have. I don’t hate my old breasts anymore, I simply feel nothing, like they never really existed. Yet, they had such a huge impact on my psyche and self-worth.

There were little things immediately after my reduction

But these little things didn’t last long. These were tiny moments and behaviors like how I moved my body to accommodate large breasts that were no longer there. Things that went away after I got used to my new breasts. I honestly can’t remember most of them now because they were tiny moments and I adapted quickly.

I do remember when I became a cheerleader again in college, I had to relearn how to move because my muscle memory was still accommodating for my large breasts that were no longer there. My motions were faster and easier post reduction and I essentially had to relearn how to learn routines because I no longer had a list of accommodations I had to make because of my breast size. I think this is the biggest behavior change: no longer needing to make physical accommodations.

I can sleep on my stomach without a pillow to support my abdomen. I can dance without feeling like my body is floppy or getting in the way of its self. I can go down stairs without holding my breasts for extra support. I can run comfortably now (not that I ever choose to run). There were a lot of things that I did not or chose not to do because of my breasts that I no longer think or worry about. These little things are sometimes unnoticeable but they add up over time to give you back your freedom.

My breasts used to be oppressive and dictated what I could and couldn’t do comfortably. Learning all the ways I was free after my reduction not only boosted my self esteem, but taught me to enjoy things differently and more fully. I no longer think, “I can’t do that” (because of my breasts).

A lot, Yet Not a Lot Has Changed Post Breast Reduction

As an adult, I have learned that all women should be valued for who they are, what they do, say, and how they act- not their physical appearance or perceived intelligence. For women with large breasts, it can be a little harder to move past internalized misogyny and self hatred. I want you to know that with the support from other women, we can all get through it together.

As for behavioral and psychological changes after my breast reduction, I experience lingering things from how I used to behave and think, and yet I have disassociated myself from my old breasts. I think we all go through different changes and revelations (some might even feel like contradictions), but what is the same for all of us is that we will and do go through them. You might find a new sense of self worth or confidence. You might find joy in learning how to move without accommodations. Whatever it is that changes for you, embrace it without worrying about how your breasts are going to affect the embrace.

I love answering questions, if you ever have any to ask, feel free to comment on a post or message me!

I am a writer and like all writers, I love stories. Fiction, non-fiction, poetry, blog and social posts, pictures, music; they all tell stories. My favorite stories are based in experiences. The human experience is truly magnificent and we all experience it differently. "Brette's Bliss" is a play on my name. I've spent most of my life worrying about whether I am happy or will be happy, and wondering if the meaning of my last name was something that would define my life or if I was simply overthinking it.  As I record my experiences, I learn more about myself and realize happiness is now, not in the past or in the future. This blog is where I share my experiences one story at a time to relive my joyful moments twice and encourage others to do the same. 


  • Laura

    Hi Bette!!
    Your article is wonderfully articulate and thoughtful and insightful and well I could go on! You really nailed it, girl! This is exactly how I feel and I bet how many other boob-laden ladies feel!! Yes I too internalized my hatred for my behemoth breasts and felt the sting of embarrassment, humiliation, degradation, you name it I felt it….since I was about 11 yrs old…I’m now 56 yrs young. Yes I had a reduction in my middle twenties but to my horror and frustration the useless and cumbersome appendages grew back. 😦

    Now I wait for my next reduction…to be done some time before Christmas. You mentioned freedom from physical accommodations–how I loooooong for that! To be able to finally exercise and actually really MOVE and PUSH my body again so I may be free to leap, jump, run — well maybe not run as such–I ain’t the young chick I used to be! But I can’t wait to give it a shot again and REALLY be free and unaware of my frontal load. Ahhhhh! to once again wear a normal bra and pay a normal price for it! By the way, just a thought, I always thought that those of us with ample bosoms and ample “everything else” should not have to pay more for our clothing–I feel this is discriminatory and prejudiced against us heavy gals. But that’s another story…

    I just want to say thanks for touching on the topic of the psychological barriers that us large busted gals face. Your article will help many for sure! Others see them as “just boobs” but they don’t have to lug them around all day and hear unkind and inappropriate comments. To one day come into a room and have people notice our personalities and laughing eyes and smiling faces and NOT our cleavage is the greatest self-esteem boost there is!

    Thanks again for your honest and “bare-all” article–thought-provoking just like your other articles! Keep up the good work and blessings to you, Brette!

    Laura 🙂

  • Laura

    On a psychological/emotional level I find myself behaving differently in front of others bc of my large breasts. I find myself “hiding” under X-large sweaters, t-shirts, etc and hiding behind cushions/pillows when sitting. Always second-guessing when dressing in the morning–will this bring attention to my rack–how will this top make me look–will I jiggle,etc?
    Can’t wait to get my BR and not have to be mentally tied to my boobs anymore-to be free and “normal” and not worry about my girls drawing attention to themselves.
    Anyone else feel this way or am I a freak? LOL!

    • brettesbliss

      It took a few years for me to finally get rid off all my baggy clothes. I also wore a lot of maternity clothes because thats what was stretchiest and most comfortable for me. When I finally stopped browsing the maternity section, it was almost a year after my reduction.

  • Laura

    Old habits die hard! It must be so groovy for you to be in a store looking for baggy stuff and then realizing, “Hey, I don’t have to wear that tent anymore I can have a normal size”!! LOL! We become so conditioned. Bette, did you find it easier to lose weight after your BR? I’m hoping to be able to exercise again and become more active. I’m going to donate my big gal clothes to the thrift store and treat myself to new stuff….I’ve been living in extra large for far too long 😦

    • brettesbliss

      My breast reduction happened during a transitional period in my life, so it’s hard to say what correlates or caused what. I did lose weight, but after I moved out of my parents house and was already settled in my current home almost a year after my reduction. I do find it easier to exercise for fun now and enjoy wearing active wear and being active.

      • Laura

        Yes your right–life changes can effect our weight–for the good or bad. I’m an emotional eater so stress is a diet killer for me. My sister is a tall slim beautiful blue-eyed blonde that can lose weight just thinking about it! I’m a short chubby brown-eyed brunette that can gain just by looking at food. That’s life I guess….no one ever said it would be fair, right!?

Leave a Reply

%d bloggers like this: