Ok - I'm feeling pretty low at this moment. I have papers piling up all around me, this week has just been insane for classes and work. I knew it was coming and I planned accordingly accomplishing what I expected to. For that I should be really happy and proud but here I am sitting on my couch with a roll of paper towels crying because it's clear that I haven't come to terms with the fact that there is a really good chance I am going to lose my front hair line soon. I wear wigs everyday and you would think I would have come to this acceptance by now. I thought I might have, but I realized tonight looking in the mirror that I've just been ignoring all the short hairs that have been coming out in the shower and now I know where they came from.
This spot has been slowly spreading out, and it has been extremely difficult to see and I just don't know what to do about it. I feel completely lost at a time when I have so many great things going. I have so much support from friends and family as well as this site and the NYC support groups but I have no idea how to handle this. I can honestly say I do not know what to do. I don't know that I can sit back and watch it continue to fall out but I also don't know if I can bring myself to cut it short or shave it off.
This journey has been difficult for me partly because I am a planner. I like to know what will happen next. I am a fan of spontaneity but only to some degree. I want to know when my hair will all fall out or if it will grow back, I don't like the never ending waiting game. I also don't like how this condition has such power over me. I thought I was doing well, I thought I was coming to a great acceptance, moving forward yada yada and then a night like tonight happens and this condition wins and I crumble.
I don't know what to expect from posting this but it felt right to write it now. Sweet Dreams!
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