Sometimes family isn't really family

Today I got my surgery scheduled... finally. However was letting a family member know what I had decided to do. I opted to go with a double mastectomy and reconstruction with implants. I opted not to do the remove body fat from one body part to my new boobs... cause well two reasons. One MAJOR one... I have the surgery in another hospital which is about 2 -3 hour drive depending on traffic. Was like fuck that... coming up medicated in stop and go traffic... nope. Two... I didn't like the post op pictures of previous results they just didn't look good to me. (just weird seeing a patch of a different type of skin against breast skin) Now I know I am not a beauty queen... but my family member response was like Well you know you don't have a great body to begin with. It was just a blow... seriously? Guess I go with LC... and than NC just bloody hurts cause I was so mentally tired and drain after that appt since my surgeon was more wanting me to do a lumpectomy than a mastectomy... but with cancer hitting members of my family. I was like fuck it remove them both.

UPDATE: In case for those who wonder why I would do LC or NC with this relative. We never had a good relationship ever... but this past year we had a some events occurred that made me wonder if we could improve our relationship. Even with the cancer diagnosis they seem concern... and I was like happy thinking things have improved. However this incident occurred... and made me realize that I deluded myself thinking we can be closer. Too much info that it will change where this post needs to be.