I will never be okay losing my hair again. I refuse to accept it. Some days are better than others, but this is not me. I feel like a weird version of my real self. I am just so angry. Life is funny. You wake up one day and your hair is gone, but it takes months or years to grow back. Funny, funny, funny. I just booked a trip to LA and I dread going because I don't think I'll have a good time as I would if I didnt have to deal with this. I'm just so overwelmingly sad right now.