I'm repelled by breastfeeding. Myself breastfeeding and the thought of it or talking about it rather than jist seeing someone do it in public.
It's a mix between the actual process of shoving a boob into a mouth to be suckled on and the sort of society expectancy that it's meant to be a nice lovey dovey bonding experience.
I know it's best. I know it's natural. I know we're animals but it just feels gross. Nothing to do with the sexuslisation of breasts (or at least consciously) just something about it.
I did my best for 6 weeks but couldn't bear any more. It made me feel gross and I think i had DMER. I got a real rush of dopamine cuddling up for a bottle feed, looking into their eyes and stroking their cheek. So went with that.
I would never admit this in real life and go along with the narrative that I'm devastated our bf journey didn't last longer but in actual fact I'm relieved. My best friend is extended feeding and outwardly I'm full of praise about how she should be so proud, but thinking about it just makes me feel a bit grim.
Ooh that was cathartic.