For a while now, me and my only other friend who isn't part of the itty bitty titty committee have said that if it was socially acceptable to go braless, we would. The constriction of bras, the uncomfortable sweat, twisted bra strap, that extra roll that magically appears when you put one on are my main reasons for wanting to not where a bra, but other factors apply as well. I feel so frustrated that something that I was born with, and can't help having, prevents me from doing what makes me comfortable because it has been hyper-sexualised.
I once had to have a surgery and the placement of the incisions made me have to go braless for two weeks. After a PE lesson a gross boy in my class thought it would be great to come up to me and say 'Damn, your nipples are out'. Now, bare in mind this was in year 7, so I was eleven. I was so embarrassed and humiliated. Ever since then, I have been so self conscious of my nipples and boobs in general, that I haven't gone braless again, even in my own house around my family I wear a bra.
Today, I went braless. (Well, when you're reading this it might be a few days later because of scheduling). I bit the bullet and just said "Fuck it". It was too hot to wear a bra and I was just tired of being constantly aware of this stupid, tight and uncomfortable thing.
At first it was uncomfortable. I felt self-conscience and that everyone was looking at me. As the day went by though, I began to become more comfortable in myself and stood taller and pulled my shoulders out of the hunch they had been in from the beginning of the day.
By the end of the day I felt so confident, but kind of bitter sweet. The only reason I felt confident enough to go braless in the first place was because I was going to only see people I'd most likely never have to see again, and when I realized that I wouldn't feel confident enough to do that at school it was kind of frustrating. Here I was feeling all confident and empowered and as soon as I thought about doing that in my everyday world I was terrified again.
I hope that one day I'll be able to walk into college with no bra on, and it not be a big deal. My boobs are part of me and I decide when they are sexualised and when they are not. When I am being educated and I am learning my way in the world, they are nothing more than oversized pecks, and I and only I will decide when they become more. Not some snotty little boy, not some old teacher telling me it's inappropriate to be me naturally and definitely not the bra bands that try and sell me something that is considered necessary in today's society, for a price that is a luxury.
#FREETHENIPPLE
At first it was uncomfortable. I felt self-conscience and that everyone was looking at me. As the day went by though, I began to become more comfortable in myself and stood taller and pulled my shoulders out of the hunch they had been in from the beginning of the day.
By the end of the day I felt so confident, but kind of bitter sweet. The only reason I felt confident enough to go braless in the first place was because I was going to only see people I'd most likely never have to see again, and when I realized that I wouldn't feel confident enough to do that at school it was kind of frustrating. Here I was feeling all confident and empowered and as soon as I thought about doing that in my everyday world I was terrified again.
I hope that one day I'll be able to walk into college with no bra on, and it not be a big deal. My boobs are part of me and I decide when they are sexualised and when they are not. When I am being educated and I am learning my way in the world, they are nothing more than oversized pecks, and I and only I will decide when they become more. Not some snotty little boy, not some old teacher telling me it's inappropriate to be me naturally and definitely not the bra bands that try and sell me something that is considered necessary in today's society, for a price that is a luxury.
#FREETHENIPPLE
