Lately it seems the hardest part of the day is getting out of bed – not because I don’t want to get up, but because bed is safe. Getting out of bed means a couple of things – 1. It means that I will inevitably look at the pillow and space around my head to see if I have shed any hairs, and 2. It means I will need to get in the shower and go through the more-often-than-not painful process of seeing what falls out post-shower.



I used to be more concerned about the hairs in the bed…