in spite of time, I do not arrive at living with l' olopécie… the glance of people… the glance in the ice… that is too difficult… I am not me… with when the miracle… I want to retrogress, to even find me… soon I will have to turn over to work or to find another employment and I cannot plan to be surrounded like an animal, of malevolent glance… I work with the public, commen to make not to undergo this situation, to manage to look at people without seeing surprise or pity?

Hello to all, last news:c'est is a disaster, after the fibromyalgia, the disease of bottom dow, the universal alopecia, the prediabetes and a goitre, I have been supposed to be 3 weeks at the hospital for a sarcoïdose I'm fed up I cannot it any more and then I suffer, so physically as morally diseases after which the medicine does not know how to look where the search does not make any progrée. but why I?