It's been a minute since I last wrote or published anything for Brette's Bliss because I've been moving (and a few other factors). I decided to move for a variety of reasons, primarily for more career opportunities. As I wrote in my "I wasn't prepared for life after college" post, finding a job after graduation [...]
Becoming a good enough-ist has allowed me to grow and learn and be the best I can be, being a perfectionist only made me a stagnated, selfish and unreasonable person. Now, perfectionism isn't "good enough" for me.
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.
Ask your surgeon and doctor about the things you care about, and don't let yourself get to a point where you are so desperate anything is good enough for you. Ask questions and if you don't like the answers, it's okay to talk to other surgeons covered by your insurance. You are going to a surgeon for a very important medical service, if they aren't satisfying your needs and concerns, find someone who will. Know as much as you can about your surgery as possible. Knowledge, in this sense, can only hep you in your breast reduction process and give you agency.
I've mentioned this before in my "5 Ways Decluttering Changed My Life" post, but clutter triggers my anxiety. Clutter makes me feel trapped and claustrophobic; Dirty and cluttered homes stress me out and it took me a long time to realize that this was my problem. This anxiety has guided me towards a more simple [...]
As I have said in my many posts about my breast reduction, I think it's important for me to talk about it. In fact, I think it's one of the most important things I am doing right now. I have stated in the past that I struggled to find good information and content on breast [...]
I haven't posted since April, which is quite a long time, but I have my reasons and I also know that those reasons are no longer an issue. So back in June, I walked in commencement and "graduated." I didn't actually graduate. But I will! I hadn't completed an internship yet so I technically couldn't [...]
