Why my breasts are my second favorite feature, after my mind

I remember the first time a man told me I was smart. I Had 11 years and a guy I liked asked me to be his partner in a science project.

When I asked why he had chosen me, esperaba que dijera que yo también le gustaba a él. En vez de eso, his response was: "Why You're the smartest girl in the class ".

But this compliment was almost better than if he had told me he liked. I appreciated my brain, which I loved because it showed that all my hard work at school had earned me some respect.

Shortly after this experience, I entered puberty. It was not long before someone pointed out that Mother Nature had been more than kind to me-and my breasts, specifically.

The first time it happened was with 13 years. Llevaba una camiseta amarilla de Abercrombie, I was lying in the hallway, reading a book, and my friends were watching me. When asked what looked, they just started laughing and said,: "We realize just how big are your breasts".

Comments on my breasts increased whenever my size bra did. Slowly but surely, I received less feedback on my mind and on my body. At first, I was very embarrassed about it, but knowing that not disappear decided to accept.

Once I changed my way of thinking, I really began to love my breasts. The only time that I consider them a nuisance is when I am exercising, but they are part of who I am.

Even so, I realised that if you want people to concentrate on my personality, it would have to be larger than its two rivals. Who I could have said that a girl would learn both two fat deposits?

Although I love my breasts, They are not the favorite part of my body. They will always be in second (and third) place after a very special part of who I am: my mind. Every day is an opportunity to explore, question and evaluate the atmosphere around us. AND You do not have to be the next Einstein to be considered an intellectual. Many people think that the results of your tests define how smart you are, but the intellect is much more than a test.

Women should be able to endorse the parts of themselves that love without let overshadow other attributes which also feel proud. We should not have to hide aspects of ourselves to enhance other.

Me niego a no llevar escote por el resto de mi vida para hacer que a los demás les sea más fácil entender que tengo un cerebro. I also refuse to drive me silly for people to look at my breasts and I find more attractive.

Women should be proud of their bodies and ensure that do not leave in background its beautiful minds. Some of us have that noticeable physical trait, but not mean at all that is the only reason why we should be appreciated.

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