I have thought about that ever since they first appeared. And as someone else said, I've found myself wishing just a bit that I would get breast cancer just to get them lobbed off. But I know that's horrible and really, I don't want breast cancer because no one deserves that. But living life with these things is so hard....I haven't started binding yet but I always have to an extent by wearing sports bras when they developed. They just get in the way of everything, especially because mine are on the larger side. There is no novelty in having them, just that awkward feeling of "why the hell are these lumps growing of my chest? I want beautiful pecs!"  hahaha waiting is incredibly frustrating, but in the end it'll be worth it!

I legit almost did this when I was 12. My brother walked in though so I casually put the bigass knife down like I had used it to cut bread, or something. lol

I feel that way about my usterus (i can't even spell that horrid thing) but I realize I might hit some vital organs or pass out from blood loss before I am able to remove it correctly lol. So I can't even imagine doing something like that. Plus your chest is so close to your heart it is a really bad idea.

I know that I never will, but I want to badly.  For years (ever since they started to take shape when I was twelve) I've wanted them gone.

When I was in high school, before I was diagnosed, I went through a severe period of self mutilation that included my taking a piece of broken glass and cutting a fine line around them, kind of a 'here's where the knife would go' mark.  It was never enough to scar, but I still remember doing it regularly and often.