OMG, If I could vomit pink, I would, or not. I have had enough of Breast Cancer Pink Month. There is nothing beautiful or wonderful or classy about having breast cancer. It sucks. Women shrivel up and die painful, ugly, disfiguring deaths. Many survive, but the scars often remain, physically and emotionally. Using breast cancer for a marketing ploy is beyond despicable. Who uses a penis or scrotum to raise funds for prostate cancer? When are we going to stop sexualizing breast cancer and see it for what it is? A devastating disease that should have a skeleton as the mascot; not romanticizing "the girls" and "hooters". I am a profound believer in breast feeding. It's what a woman's body was meant to do. I'm horrified that somehow it's transpired that what gives life to a baby and a women's great pleasure can bring such incredible suffering and, even death. Whoa--this brings me to the edge of understanding. This is where I let go. But don't make it pink.
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