Now, it wasn't removed from her page, which is how I was able to get the link still, so it wasn't a guilty-by-association thing. No, this was reported and removed from my page specifically. And I'm pissed about it. I have precious little Zen left about this b.s. I know that in all likelihood, it's none of the people on the page. I also know, though, that there are those "fans" who disapprove (loudly and often) of much of what I post and I just can't figure out why they stick around and report what offends their delicate sensibilities rather than just click "unlike" and be gone.
There are many who have been telling me for a long time now that I'm being targeted. I have such a hard time believing this, because I'm just not good at being a victim nor do I buy into conspiracy theories. However, I'm now having a hard time believing it's not true. Scads of pages shared Jamie's post. None of them got dinged.
I cannot even recall all the stupid reasons for which I've been grounded by Facebook. Breastfeeding photos, a foreskin article, a birth article, a video about hand expression, and now this - all have resulted in punitive action against me. There is more, I know, but these are the ones that come to mind as I write with one hand while the other strokes the hair of the boy attached to my boob. (Yes, there is still good in the world.)
And before anyone offers something irritating like, "Maybe you could stop posting such controversial things," let me just stop you right there and say firmly, "No." I'm not on the page to preach to the choir. I'm here to educate the uneducated, enlighten the unenlightened, to dislodge heads buried in the sand, even those heads that are deeply, firmly, and long-buried. There are going to be struggles along the way. That is to be expected. I don't like it, but it's what I signed up for. The fact that I'm pissing so many people off so often tells me I'm doing my job and doing it well. If I post nothing but fluff pieces out of fear, I'm not changing anything. People don't like change. It's scary and maddening. I won't stop doing my job to make things more comfortable for those who live in fear of that change. I won't. I have my back-up page, my primary account is no longer an admin on the page, I've got myself squared away and I'm in position to continue fighting the good fight until there is no more fight to be had. Bullies be damned. I'm not here for them. I'm here for the babes. (And now I'll end, so I can get back to the most important of babes to me - mine.)
See you on the flip side!
