Six years ago I was in heaven about wearing a bra every day. Perhaps that was, in part, a response to desire long denied? Like so many here I suffered through misfits and uncomfortable bras and felt some need of protection for the exquisite tenderness of breast growth.
Gradually I gave up the pursuit of fitting in and accepted that my chest and breasts are unique and really don't need to be strapped in. I go braless 99% of the time and love the freedom. Sometimes people will notice and comment and it is often about the silly idea that breasts should not be seen? Hmmmm look around at how we promote our breasts, cleavage and size!
What a joke! Sexuality is defined by breasts with playboy and a million advertisers counting on it! I reassure people that my breasts won't hurt them and they won't fall off and that I am comfortable, don't worry