I didn't think I would breastfeed, the thought of it made me shudder (not breastfeeding in general, the idea of my own baby suckling me).
Weirdly, when my baby was born and the midwife asked if I was going to breast feed (because if so, she would help me latch the baby on) for some reason, I automatically said yes.
It didnt feel 100% natural at first, I was doing it more with a sense of duty than anything, I think. But there was something special about it and with each day I grew to enjoy it more and more, nearly 8 months on I'm still breastfeeding and planning to continue for a good while to come.
I can't actually express how much I love breastfeeding. When things are out of hand, when I'm stressed, when the baby is stressed, it brings us both back to each other and reminds me of how simple things can be.
If you don't want to breast feed, don't.
But I always think it's worth a go, we all have the means to give it a try, and you never know, you might surprise yourself and love it!
But don't beat yourself up, either way!