I thought that if I just stayed away from the stores that I wouldn’t have to deal with the pink products everywhere, I was wrong. Rick wanted to get out of the house for a few hours so he decided to go and visit his friend, I was happy to have the house to myself for a while, but when he returned home he had brought me a gift from his friends girlfriend. She has come to visit me and offered support in any way that I needed so I’m sure that she meant well when picking up this gift for me. It isn’t that I was bothered, because I know that she only wanted to show her support to me. She sent Rick home with a pink refillable cup with a pink ribbon on it. My daughter works at a store where these pink cups are sold so she has had to look at them every day that she worked, apparently she had seen one too many of these pink cups. When Rick showed me my new cup I held it up and told my daughter that I had a new present. She flipped out and said that she couldn’t stand to look at it. It took me a minute to figure out why she had such a bad reaction to someone trying to do something nice for me. I myself do not like companies taking advantage of people by selling pink products but it hadn’t occurred to me that every time my daughter had to look at anything with a pink ribbon on it reminded her that her mother has breast cancer. It’s not like I try to make a secret of my cancer but I do not try to throw it in anyones face either. My daughter is a strong silent type, so for her to visibly be so upset broke my heart. I decided that I would put this pink cup away in our office and I told Rick that he could use it to get the free drink that it comes with when he wanted one but he has to keep it away from Jesse. I just don’t see the point in upsetting my daughter anymore than she already is. Such a simple gift had such a huge reaction. I read the paper on the cup and it doesn’t say how much money will actually go to cancer research, so it may be just another marketing scheme to boost profits. It’s shameful that companies will use this disease to make money when they know that people will assume that they are donating a big portion of the profits to help cancer patients. There are thousands of companies who have a set amount on what they intend to donate(if any) no matter how much money they take in on pinkwashing their products. I saw a news article about a huge shoe company who allocated seventy-five thousand dollars for breast cancer awareness and then made it look like they were planning on giving a percentage of all of the profits of their pink shoes. I can only imagine how much money they’ll take in on this deal. You would think that there would be someone who watches over these pink ribbon offers, but there is currently nobody overseeing the use of the pink ribbon. I can only hope that someday someone will put an end to the misuse of the pink ribbon. It can be especially upsetting to some women who are suffering through breast cancer to have to just sit by and watch as breast cancer is shown as something pink and pretty and feminine, even normal, nothing could be further from the truth. There isn’t anything normal or pretty about having your breasts amputated or having poison put into your blood stream in the hopes that you can get rid of the bad cells that are taking over your body. The women who are shown wearing pink t-shirts and walking to raise money for breast cancer are being taken advantage of and they don’t even realize it. What isn’t shown is the thirty percent of women with breast cancer who die from this disease…where do they fit in this? Why aren’t they talked about during these fundraisers? I wish with every part of me that a cure or a way to prevent breast cancer will be found, but that’s kind of hard to do when the money that people intend to give to research actually mostly goes to the people raising the money. There are some companies who are actually doing what they say that they are doing with the money, but good luck figuring out which ones they are. In the mean time I think I’ll just keep my new pink cup hidden from my daughter.