October 2016 is when I realized that pink-washing everything may be vital in fighting this disease, but it was nowhere near enough. Because breast cancer is so goddamn much more than a pink ribbon. Bringing awareness to the disease, and even donating the proceeds to research, doesn’t touch on the lives of the women who are in the trenches. Actually fighting it.
metastasized
No, I Don’t Have My Shit Together, Thanks.
My first thought was, “Oh, shit, I do not have my life together enough to be a grandmother.”
