I wrote BREASTLESS primarily to help me integrate an overwhelming and challenging experience of losing my breasts.
I also turned to the memoirs and blogs of other women who had been through breast cancer for information and assistance.
There are many wonderful writings available, but it was difficult to find much about body image, about sexuality (let alone lesbian sexuality), or about the choice to forego reconstruction surgery.
And other than some writing from the late 1970’s and 1980’s, there are very few voices expressing outrage at the breast cancer epidemic that continues on.
I hope that telling this story gives other women permission to feel and share more layers of their own experiences. I hope that this piece challenges us to become less complacent about the prevalence of cancer, and to work collectively to create a less toxic, healthier world.