This is not a new entry, but it says everything so well. Please read it!
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You may have noticed I'm not griping about stupid pink crap this year. It's definitely not because it doesn't bother me anymore. No, it bothers me exactly as much as before, maybe even more.
The truth is I am tired. After a couple of discussions with people, including my baby brother, whom I know loves and cares about me an awful lot, I realized there is absolutely nothing that will happen by griping about it other than making me MORE bitter and angry about it. Yes, that is a fatalistic attitude, and I don't really believe it, but for now I need to leave it to the experts. Those like Gayle at Pink Ribbon Blues, and the good folks at Think Before You Pink.
I just can't do it this year. Interestingly, I am not the only one. Several of my favorite "cancer bloggers" feel the same way and are staying out of it this year. I just don't have it in me. But if you think it's because I'm coming to terms with it, I am not. I want to write a letter to my local cancer center complaining about the huge pink ribbon they hung outside the building, AGAIN, stating "we care". We know they care! It's their business to care. But no other cancer gets a ribbon hung on the building. No other cancer gets the lighting changed to a not-so-subtle shade of pink (or whatever) for a month. I was getting chemo during October 2 years ago, and every single person in that chemo room felt the same way, no matter what kind of cancer they had. IT IS OFFENSIVE. And it needs to go.
So. Please read the entry I linked above, and that's probably all you will hear from me this month.
