I went to church today for choir rehearsal, and once again I left Hannah the wig at home, I wore a beautiful "I love Jesus" scarf instead. One of the members who has no idea about my Alopecia, was staring at my head. I nearly had a heart attack, because I thought he was able to notice my Alopecia, because my scarf was practically hugging my scalp, it was so tight. He then said to me, you have a pretty scarf, and I jumped back as he said it, because he reached over to touch it. I don't know why,… Continue

A few days ago, I confided in the members of my fellow worship team at church about my Alopecia, and they could not have been more supportive. What really touched my heart so deeply was how God managed to take care of the things that concerned me the most, people's reactions. The worship leader of the church instructed the members of the choir that if anyone in the church asks what is wrong with me, they should respond, "God is healing her", and that nothing else should be mentioned. Everyone… Continue

A few days ago, as I was combing my hair, tears started to fill my eyes, because I saw the strands of hair again, getting tangled up in my comb, and also littering my bedroom floor. It's hard not to get angry at even my hair strands for falling out. My hair piece gets the best treatment, I lovingly run my fingers through it's strands, while my God given hair, get's tossed around, without any attention. I have realized that I've let Alopecia make me a bitter woman. A friend of mine, while I was… Continue

Today I took a big step, in my battle with self esteem, something that Androgenetic Alopecia has robbed me of having...I went to choir practice and I left my wig( Hannah, I name everything, lol)at home. I did this, because I wanted to give the Devil notice that my wig and my Alopecia, does not dictate the person that I am. Let me explain...Ever since I purchased my wig 2-3 years ago, it has been my life support. I have used it as a crutch. I have allowed the wig to have power over my thoughts… Continue

I remember sitting in my biology class in high school, front row(Being the teacher's pet I was, always busy taking notes) trying to impress my crush, my teacher, Mr.Suruj. I remember it like it was yesterday, because this was when I really became aware, that others had caught on to my Alopecia. I had my hair in a ponytail, with my ever growing bangs hanging at the side of my face. So there I was, looking studious as ever, with my eyes engrossed in my textbook reading about the Amebas and the… Continue