Thank you for your balanced opinions, the opportunity to talk about my problem is valuable to me, because accepting the status quo is probably the best option for me.
I was determined to have surgery, I am not afraid of it, and I do not have financial constraints in this regard, but the doctor said that in my case only bilateral radical mastectomy will bring the desired result.
It entails the risk of lymphatic stasis and various other problems, so I decided not to look for problems for the rest of my life.
So I have to accept that I have breasts like a woman:)
My wife is very supportive of me but I would not like to involve her too much.
For herself, more than twenty years ago, she suffered from breast cancer and now, trying to comfort me, she said: "well that's good, because finally in this house someone will have nice breasts"
Indeed, for the beginning of acceptance I think I will have to start wearing a bra. Although I wrote that I do not feel the need to do so, the rubbing of sagging breasts against the skin of my abdomen has given me quite a hard time this summer.
So, following your advice, I took to trying on bras, for the second time in my life.
I don't have my own, my wife just happened to be away for a few days, and I tried on her underwear.
First I hoped that a modeling, tightening petticoat would hide something, and at the same time on the back the clasp would not be visible through the clothes, as in a regular bra, but nothing came of it, as you can see in the photo.
Then I tried an extended, flesh-colored and thin bra. It would even be quite comfortable in it, but first of all, I think I would need a larger cup than C, secondly, it doesn't mask the nipples very much.
A slightly padded white bra probably worked best, it would be perfect if it didn't have so much lace:)
In fact, walking around the house in a bra turned out to be more comfortable than without, especially on the stairs
I've noticed that on the labels the wife's bras don't necessarily have the same sizes, once it's 85C, once it's 90B other times it's 90C,
so you probably can't fully rely on them just have to measure.
So if I want my own lingerie, I'm in for a trip to the bra store and worse, a visit to the fitting room.
I don't know how I'll survive that, but I probably need to get used to it.
An act of bravery worthy of a real man awaits me.
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