In 2006 miy best friend Missy, (who happened to be my aunt but we were only 5 years apart) died. It happened to be on Thanksgiving Day. By far this was the worst day of my life. One month later I noticed my hair was falling out. Not just a little, but huge patches. So to add to my grief, I lost my long brown hair. I went through HELL. I left my relationship of six years, (he was supportive) but I hated myself and everyone, besides my kids. Even my children were embarrassed, and I wore wigs…