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Ultimately, I chose to undergo a bilateral mastectomy, removing all of my breast tissue and effectively eliminating the risk altogether.
I opted for the bilateral mastectomy, despite it being the most drastic choice. Witnessing the toll cancer took on my mother and grandmothers, I couldn’t bear to risk it.
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Although I was cautioned about scarring, I wasn’t prepared for the extent of it. I ended up with two large, pink, jagged scars on each side of my chest, approximately an inch long and half an inch wide. This resulted in a severe depression, where I isolated myself in my flat, avoiding any interaction because I couldn’t bear the thought of people seeing me. I even got rid of my mirrors and became physically ill at the sight of myself.
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