According to breastcancer.org, about 1 in 8 US women (about 12%) will develop invasive breast cancer over the course of her lifetime.
That’s a pretty staggering statistic, considering I run into at least 8 different people every day just by running errands. Is it gonna be me, or is it gonna be you?
Hmm… I don’t know. But I have an idea! How about I go cut off both boobs and get new fake ones, just in case? You know, ’cause my chances of getting cancer are pretty good. It runs in my family. My grandmother’s sister’s aunt’s cousin had it and she died at age 42.
Angelina Jolie did it. So it must be cool, right?
Um… no thank you.
Seriously people? What the hell is this world coming to??? We’re now cutting off our breasts on the off chance that we might develop cancer because according to my search on Ancestry.com, one of my relatives from 1856 died from it. It has literally become trendy to get a double mastectomy for pretty much no reason at all.
We’re talking about major plastic surgery here. That shit ain’t no joke. We’re talking about losing a major erogenous zone for many women. We’re talking about losing something that enables us to sustain the life of a newborn baby, all on the off chance that maybe, just maybe, I could die of cancer?
By the way, did you know that breastfeeding lowers your risk of developing breast cancer significantly, especially for women who do it for at least one year?
Alternative remedies? Lifestyle changes? Prevention through diet, exercise and herbal supplements? Pfft. Why would I try that when I can just cut off my boobs and be done with it?!
Is this really how women are thinking in our day and age? Unfortunately, yes. And I find it sad, sick, and downright disgusting.
Bash me all you want for writing this post. But seriously, there are much better ways to prevent becoming another statistic like the one above.
And, if you were to develop cancer, what the hell ever happened to kicking its ass? What the hell ever happened to the idea that we are strong enough to kick cancer to the curb? That we can beat it if we catch it early enough and if we at least try? If you’re so fucking scared, then just go get a goddamn mammogram once a year – or hell, 4 times a year if you’re that fearful – and make sure you catch that shit early before it spreads.
I get it. No one likes to go through chemo. I personally know breast cancer survivors who have gone through it, and it is hell. You lose your hair. You feel like shit. You’re tired all the time. You’re sick all the time. Pile all that on top of the fact that you might die after it’s over anyway, and the thought of going through chemo sounds like a really stupid idea. But does that mean cutting off your boobs just so you won’t have to go through it is suddenly a really good idea?
Somehow, as sad as it is, many of you are reading this and saying yes! And if that’s you, can I just shake you for a minute?
You don’t have cancer yet! And you might not even get it! Your chances of getting it, according to the statistic above are pretty high, but so are your chances of getting any other type of cancer. What’s next – are we just gonna start killing ourselves to avoid getting sick?
Don’t answer that.
Bottom line, if you’re seriously thinking about cutting off your boobs, at least consider that the real reason for doing so is that you want bigger fake ones, okay?