Recently there has been a social media campaign on sagging boob championed by UK based Nigerian Chidera, who is also a television presenter in UK.

 Chidera started the campaign on Twitter saying saggy boobs matter and wants girls with saggy boobs like hers to rep them well.

 She also posted a photo of herself to solidify her campaign with the message;
As someone who has "saggy titties" as I like to call them, this life is tough. Or was tough, even more so when I was younger. I started puberty pretty early, so let's say around 8 to 9-years-old. By nine, I had to start wearing a training bra because my breasts were starting to develop already! Life was coming at me pretty fast whether I liked it or not.
Many people has since identified with the Hashtag and supporting the campaign.

 Here is a write-up by one of her fans who supported the campaign.

 Now, let's fast forward to middle school, also known as probably the most annoying and embarrassing time of my entire life (surprisingly, high school comes just a close second, but that's a whole 'nother day). I was still going through puberty for the most part, and not only was I getting acne, my chest was growing like crazy. Finding a bra that fit me was becoming a tedious task with each month that passed because each bra was more ill-fitting than the last.

 Unfortunately, as this was going on, I was bullied for this. Other kids would make fun of me and ask me if I was wearing a bra, week after week. They would taunt me and say things like "Did you get a bra yet?" and "Do your titties hang low, do they hang down to the floor?" This was enough to make me have insecurities about whether my breasts were "acceptable" to society or not, and I struggled with that for at least a few years.

 Today, I am a 23-year-old woman. My chest is still saggy, so nothing has changed. The only difference between my middle school self and now is that today I have absolutely zero f***s to give, for lack of a better term. Just last Thursday, I made the out-of-the-blue decision to not wear a bra to campus with my outfit. I donned a black sleeveless bodysuit, a tan skirt, knee-high Rick and Morty socks, and black canvas sneakers; with no bra in sight. By doing this, I was essentially testing myself to see if I really did not give a crap about what people would think of me, a big chested girl, not wearing a bra.

 SPOILER ALERT: I didn't, and I still don't!

 I still do not have many bras, only because I still am not 100% sure on my bra size... not yet. This is definitely not to say that I've forgone bras forever but it's a nice feeling going braless for practically the first time in my entire life, doing what I want and not caring at all about what others think. Not constantly wondering "Gosh, what if people make fun of me? What if someone makes a snide comment about my chest?" and simply walking around without a single care in the world. It’s truly one of the best feelings ever, and I hope every girl struggling with accepting their saggy breasts reaches this point soon because once you get there, there is absolutely no going back.

 You ever see one of those split V-neck dresses in a store and think you couldn't wear it because of your chest? I got some advice for you, girlfriend: BUY IT. PUT IT ON. WEAR IT AND HIT THE TOWN. Your confidence will soar to supreme heights. Your sagging tits are beautiful and you don't need to change a thing. Embrace 'em and cherish 'em because they are yours and no matter what anyone thinks, they are amazing.

 You shouldn't feel any shame for not having a perky chest.

 Source: Theodysseyonline.com