I am a 57 year old bald hairdresser. I recently have come "out of the closet" with my disorder. I have been fortunate enought to find a collection of realistic wigs and to master the art of glueing and painting on my facial hair. I can't say that i am thrilled about having no hair, but i have always tried to find the bright side to a bad situation, so you could say that i am coping.



Today, I totally by chance came upon 2 new clients who both were suffering the affects directly and… Continue

might sound silly, but the only time i don't feel affected by this horrible thing, is when i have my hands in the dirt planting something......or when i am talking to my sons' fish in the pond while i am feeding them(a chore which i usually dread because when he goes out of town, i take over animal chores) .......or scooping crap from the 4 litter boxes from the 7 cats his deceased father left him........or walking my grand dog, who cares little whether i have on eyebrows or a wig. even tending… Continue

since my unpleasant incedent on sunday with my little sister seeing my new short wig...and totally freaking out....we still haven't made communication. we usually talk every morning or at least once a day. we are both stubborn scorpios and i have cooled down conciderably after being told i look like Farrah Fawcett on chemo. now gosh darn...what if i took off the wig and showed her the barren plains of my cranium????? I'd have to have 911 on speed dial cause for surely she would have a stroke… Continue

I joined up here less than a week ago and have been blessed to get to know that there are so many wonderful people out there who belong to our "hidden society" who can give me some comfort, some ideas, some advice....because up until last week, I have felt so totally alone, scared, embarrassed, and sad, not really having anyone to confide in who really understands what I am going through. I only wish that I can also contribute the same to all of you in the future. Thankyou. bk

came to my little sister's house (49 yrs. old, not so little) to of course, do my bushy haired niece's hair.....i was wearing a new wig....much shorter and spikey, got good feedback at work and from friends. Upon seeing my new "do"...my sister gasped and put on such a theatrical scene of how she hated it and i looked like Farrah Fawcett on chemo.....she kept on telling me that she couldnt look at me and to get away from her......I couldn't believe how she carried on, i still had to stay and do… Continue