Dear Past Me, don’t worry about your boobs
Dear Past Me,
I am writing to offer you reassurance. Even age twelve, you knew your own mind, and you were sure that large breasts were not something you wanted. I can assure you that age eighteen, they remain the size of mandarins or Madeleine cakes, and that you find this a completely ideal and comfortable size for them to be. It’s impossible to predict whether they’ll stay this way. But in the short term, Past Me, don’t worry, because your body will co-operate and give you conveniently small boobs. Furthermore, they’re a part of your body which you will grow to appreciate. And you will be saved the expense of buying a bra until age sixteen. Isn’t that nice to know?