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Kristen Ridenhour
- 36, Female
- Chantilly, VA
- United States
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A stranger grabbed both arms
Posted on August 23, 2010 at 1:39am 4 Comments 0 Likes
I know I haven't posted anything on here in a while but I just wanted to share this encounter with you all.
This past weekend my boyfriend and I drove to Tampa to go visit my mom. While there we also drove to Venice, FL to go see my boyfriend's grandparents, who he doesn't get to see very often and I had never met. They had taken us out to dinner at this place called The Italian Club. Members of the club prepare dinner every Friday night. While they have a small selection of dishes,… Continue
This past weekend my boyfriend and I drove to Tampa to go visit my mom. While there we also drove to Venice, FL to go see my boyfriend's grandparents, who he doesn't get to see very often and I had never met. They had taken us out to dinner at this place called The Italian Club. Members of the club prepare dinner every Friday night. While they have a small selection of dishes,… Continue
carrots, eggs, and coffee
Posted on May 2, 2009 at 3:54pm 2 Comments 0 Likes
You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how
things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it
and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed
as when one problem was solved, a new one arose.
Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water
and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil.… Continue
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how
things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it
and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed
as when one problem was solved, a new one arose.
Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water
and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil.… Continue
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- I was diagnosed with alopecia early July of 2003, I was 14. About 90% of my hair fell out within about 3 weeks, most of it while I was at gymnastics camp (worst week of camp I’ve ever had!) I went to a dermatologist once and decided from there not to do any treatments. My mom was too scared of the side effects they could have and I really didn’t want shots in my head. The rest of my hair took the rest of the summer to completely fall out. Since then, I’ve had no regrowth. I wore a wig at school for 10th and 11th grade. The second I got home, the wig came off. My senior year I wore a bandana. It was probably one of the best decisions I ever made and haven’t touched a wig since. I usually go around with a bandana now. I’m still trying to be comfortable enough to go out completely bald. I’ll get there someday. My family and friends have always been very supportive of me. Sometimes I think it affected them more than it did me (mainly my mom though).
I’m originally from northern Virginia. My mom moved down to Tampa after I graduated from high school, so I came down here with her. I have recently graduated from the University of Central Florida with a B.S. in Civil Engineering. I'm now living back up in NOVA for a job. I was a competitive gymnast for 10 years.
- Do you have alopecia?
- Alopecia universalis
- Are you age 18 or older?
- Yes - I am 18 or older
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