I can’t believe I am 61.

I’m sitting here thinking back.

When I first lost my hair, I was one of the few who chose to live visibly without it. There weren’t influencers. There wasn’t a “bald is beautiful” movement. There weren’t young women everywhere confidently living bald online.

Now I look around and I see so many voices. Women feeling beautiful. Men comfortable. Young people living without hair in ways I rarely saw back then.

In many ways, it feels like alopecia has “arrived.”

And for a while, I told myself that maybe that meant my work here was done.

But have we really arrived?

Or have some arrived — the louder voices, the younger voices — while the quieter ones slipped behind?

There are still people being diagnosed every single day. There are those who have lived with alopecia their whole lives and never felt fully at ease.
There are parents trying to figure this out for their children.
There are men who never talk about it.
There are women who don’t want to be influencers.
There are people who will never live this journey online.

So where do they go?

I started Alopecia World to create visibility. Now visibility exists — and I almost convinced myself that meant my work was finished.

But sitting here today, I realize it isn’t.

There are still many stuck in between.

So I’m going back to my roots. Back to my mission. Back to the quiet work of helping people with alopecia move toward self-acceptance — whatever that looks like for them.

It will look different for everyone.

But I’m here.

If you’re still here… tell me where you are in your journey.