The only thing was wearing a bra was natural to me after always wearing one growing up. Going to college, getting married..I still wore one and didn't think twice about it. It wasn't until a couple of years ago (actually when i was on vacation and my luggage got lost at the airport) that I went my first full day without wearing a bra. I don't have the largest breasts but I still felt exposed without one. I remember if i saw someone looking at me i assumed they were looking at the fact that i was bra-less, even if the were not.
After that week of going without a bra i started to enjoy it and started doing it more and more when i got home. Walking around the house and sometimes going to the supermarket in the mornings. It became apart of me, I loved being bra-less. No more pain and the new free feeling that it gave me. It was liberating.
(Me around the house)