I deactivated my Facebook account. Not forever just until I’m in a good place mentally. I was spending too much time looking at my forehead in pictures trying to gauge when my hairline first began receding. I also found myself looking at everyone else’s hair and forehead thinking she has beautiful hair and a perfect hairline. Facebook was hurting me. I could feel myself slipping into a deeper depression. I look forward to one of these two things in the future: the feeling of relief because I…

When I see a strand of my hair, I pick it up right away and check to see if it has the root attached. If the root is attached my heart hurts for it. If it’s broken then I’m a little relieved because it means the other half with the root is still on my head.  This is a never ending emotional roller coaster. It’s really a nightmare I want to wake up from but the truth smacks me in the face several times a day when I see a strand on my desk, floor, bed, chair, counter, etc. I have lichen…