Hey, I want you to stop, please stop. There is nothing wrong with you physically. Love is about loving. It’s being in love with the person and thus with oneself. If I can’t love you it is my failing, because we are two human beings. There is nothing wrong with your breasts. In fact, the illness is in not accepting yourself, my not accepting you. Breasts as they come are what is valuable, again because the thing that is lovely is loving oneself as we are. We are amazing!