After is first today because I am feeling a lot of anger and until I write about it I don’t think I can focus on the Care Section.

Yesterday was emotionally exhausting and I ended up going to bed very early, I think I was asleep by 8:30. So of course I woke around 3:30 and could not go back to sleep. I was reading the news on my phone when I got a message from Facebook, that part of the Ad I had submitted to boost this blog was rejected.

Here is their justification for rejecting it:

“This ad isn’t running because it uses images that excessively focus on a person’s body or body part, or depict unlikely before-and-after results. This can make people feel bad about their state of health, and goes against our core value of fostering a positive global community. What to do next: Avoid using images that are zoomed-in on specific body parts, portray a certain body type as ideal, or use before-and-after results.

I was not happy that my Ad was rejected because I used the photo of me holding my Dad’s hand and an algorithm kicked it out, but there was a review request process and I figured once I explain it will be fine, nothing they stated applied to my photo. I probably should have waiting and thought it through but it was 4am and I was pissed off. I wrote the following:

“This is for a blog about family caregiving and life after they are gone. That is a photo of me holding my Dad’s hand as he was dying. That is what family caregiving is about, holding their hand through the entire process. It’s not body shaming an elderly persons hand, it’s about loving your parents.”

I got the same rejection notice back.

If I was not meeting one of my cousins for lunch today, I would have probably spend all day trying to fight this and brooding, thank you Mark (my cousin, not Zuckerberg). I am still very angry, I will continue to try and reach them via twitter because there is really no way to contact a human at Facebook.

Here is the part where Care meets After in this post. Illness and death are part of life, my Dad’s death is part of the story of his life. I have photo’s of him as a little boy up until is last day, including the photo I use for this blog. We document the story of our lives in photos and videos and of our family and friends, why should we stop before the story is over?