This is a post from last year but relevant today. I still don’t consider myself a Breast Cancer Survivor. I do, however, consider myself a knock down, drag out, bad ass survivor of life…who happened to get breast cancer 🙂 Let’s change the way we talk about this disease.
…and I’m OK with it so everyone else should be too. 🙂 Even now that I have completed all the treatments and have been released into the maintenance (Tamoxifen) stage I still don’t consider myself a Breast Cancer survivor. I do, however, consider myself a survivor of life.
What is a survivor? According to dictionary.com a survivor is someone who:
- A person or thing that survives (Ummm, really?! thanks for that)
- A person or thing that continues to function or prosper in spite of opposition, hardship, or setbacks. (OK…that one is better)
The world is immersed in “Pinktober” right now and we are being blasted with pink ribbons and breast cancer from all sides. I don’t like pink…I’ve written about that. I don’t have a problem with the ribbon per se, but I do have a problem with the “Pink Ribbon Culture”. In order for all those companies to sell…
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