It's every woman's worst nightmare. A lump. In an instant, your outlook on life changes. The numerous possibilities you had for tomorrow begin to narrow. Lights don't seem so bright, and colors don't seem so vibrant. A hole begins to grow at the pit of your stomach that nothing will fill. You find yourself facing a an endless battery of tests and doctors visits. If all goes well, the rest of your life spent worrying that it'll come back.
As a male photographer, I admit I would struggle to identify with the pain and struggle women face when the scary M word looms from the depths.
After reading an incredibly well written article by Sarah Messali Davis titled: Mastectomy & Self Love: How Losing My Breasts Helped Me Love My Body I was faced with reading a raw telling of a woman who faced the genetic cursors of breast cancer. After facing a preventative nipple-sparing double mastectomy and a divorce she found herself feeling like a damaged item. Single. With no real knowledge of what the dating world was like.
After her third and final surgery, after recovering she booked a boudoir lingerie photoshoot. The self-esteem boosting photoshoot she encountered was a life changing experience. It really put into perspective the reason I began down the boudoir road. It's like therapy with pictures.
If you or someone you know has undergone a mastectomy, please remind her how beautiful she is!