I have always hated my boobs. I hated dressing to make them look smaller, I hated unwanted attention from guys, I hated that I couldn't go running without wearing some heavy duty sports bras.
Now that I am BF-ing, it seems like my boobs finally have a "purpose." Like, they are good for something! I have come to peace with them and I vow never to think badly about them again!
That's your positive BF thought of the day : )