Mel - your post didn't cause me any pain. It's just the cancer world and the rubbish that is in the media full stop. Your post was acatalyst for me to write some of what is inside. I don't often get angry and the fact I have is a good thing - it is at least shows some life. My dear friend once asked me - "where is your anger?" well maybe it's showing it's face now because I am not ready to go.
I guess I totally get where the author is coming from, the anger at the lack of progress the billions raised and spent, the drug companies profiting but such a large number of patients still dying. We are about to hit pink october again soon, my mailbox is already full of requests for me to fundraise, which I have supported wholeheartedly in the past but I feel it is all for nothing. How on earth are there going to be no deaths from BC by 2030 if they haven't managed to reduced the death rate in nearly 100 years! I am angry. I am angry that I am going to die young and my children are going to grow up motherless and fearful of cancer in their life. I am angry that women like you are back on the rollercoaster again after putting yourself through rigorous treatment. I am angry that I have been to too many funerals to count this year.
The pink ribbon doesn't define me. I used to love pink prior to getting BC. Now I hate it with a passion. It is a sign of everything that is awful about life with breast cancer. For me I believe in rainbows - new beginnings after the rain. I wrap my children in a rainbow each night. I tell them they can always send me rainbows, they connect us - anywhere, antime, forever. I will send them rainbows too - after rain, in littel prisms of light - I'll always be there, watching, guiding just not in the way they know now.
So please don't feel your post upset me - it just got me going. I'm sorry but get used to the no black and white answers and prepare yourself for a world full of grey. "we don't know or we don't understand" are the most common phrases that come out of my oncologist's mouth.
I wish you the best in our renewed fight. There is much hope and there are wonderful stories of survival. I still hope to be one of them.
Much love,
Amanda x