Your journey Sophie has not only allowed you to move beyond what is medically termed gynecomastia, but to contend with the reality that contributes to the presence of breasts on our chests. We sometimes talk about it but as I mention above, the focus is more often on the utilitarian side of the equation... how the brassiere fits to provide comfort for the wearer. That is important, no doubt, but there is much more going on here in my opinion.
We were told as adolescents by doctors our families took us to that the breasts appearing on our chests were a normal stage of development and that they'd go away when we got older. Hormonal development apparently goes through different stages and adolescence is when significant changes happen in bodies of both boys and girls. It is not an aberration that we ended up with breasts, it is simply an expression of OUR bodies. Simply put, we tend to be on the more feminine side of the gender continuum. Men here talk about wearing women's clothes because they accommodate not only our breasts, but our hips, thighs and butt. You concluded that you are transgender and that living as a woman made sense for you. The ingredients to that decision are doubtless complex and none of our business, but in a way you've moved through both the fact of having both breasts and a feminine body to live life AS a woman. I certainly wouldn't suggest every man here dealing with breasts is a candidate for transitioning, but this is more than whether brassieres fit and provide comfort. Some men speak about the changes in how they relate to their wives, they've become more accepting and less assertive. I would take those as more feminine characteristics. Some celebrate their breasts and allow that to be part of their sexual expression.
My complex history has meant both gender and sexual orientation confusion have been part of the journey. The fact my body is more feminine probably has contributed to that and certainly the fact I love lingerie and brassieres has. I expect the men here, some of whom are married, some of whom are not, are all over the place on these matters. I read between the lines of what is shared on this website and I know it is not as simple as "does the brassiere fit?" The men who hate having breasts don't tend to spend a great deal of time here. Men who talk about brassieres and appreciate how other men look in their latest acquisition have a completely different relationship to the fact breasts have grown on their chests.
At the moment I'm once again exploring days without wearing a brassiere, but I felt the need to check in here since I'd recently been involved in a couple of conversations. As I've said, my relationship to all of this is complicated and I continue to explore it all... I call it claiming my aliveness, which can only be a good thing. Doubtless I'll be back and probably wearing a brassiere, but I'm exploring whether behaviors rooted in trauma have something more to tell me about myself... my journey. The acceptance on this website has helped me immensely in this inquiry. Thanks everyone.