A few weeks ago I went to a neighborhood Bunco. I was excited. It would be nice to hang out with everyone all in one place since we were all scattered during the summer. I tried to fix my hair as best as I could. I've come to peace with wearing barrettes, even though at the age of 37, I wish I didn't have to. I'm not trying to be younger than my age....but lately I've been having less confidence in looking the way I do and how my peers view it. Only a few know. OK, none really. If I go without barrettes, the wind could blow my hair to reveal the big baldy patch over my what used to be bangs. And all the stark white hairs sticking out. Hairspray does not help.
Sadly, it's becoming difficult for me to be my usual happy self. I feel that as I approach 40, my peers are embracing who they are and just flaunting all the wonderfulness they have.....and so much of it has to do with hair. Daily I have been losing so much more hair than usual. No patches have revealed themselves yet....and I'm still crossing my fingers and hoping that being gluten free is helping...but, it's too soon to know. My hair is ratty at best. It just won't grow. If it were all one length then I might be able to exert some control over it. *sigh* I went to a wonderful hair salon in the Spring. I was happy. My hairdresser said I could get away without using barrettes. But, that's because I was sitting inside and not outside.....so, I had to put them back in before going out the door.
I've never let my AA get me down like this before. I'm sad that there are no support groups here in PDX. I belong to a Gluten Intolerance Group and I'm by far one of the youngest. It's been a bit unsettling.
At Bunco we were also celebrating a Birthday. I wasn't sad about not being able to eat cake....or dessert since they had wheat in them.....but the hair thing really brought me down.
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