My boys are 18, 22, 24. I am 42. Yep, I was a young mom.
Last night I went out without my wig for the first time in 17 years. I am for the most part a shut in.
I have hidden myself from the world because of my shame.
I get panic attacks when I go outside.
But I have got better.
In the past I could only get out if it was about my sons. Doctors and so on.
Now that two live on there own i am scared. I am scared I will be a complete shut in when the youngest moves out.
Which I do not know when because he is special needs. An other blog there with the stress of it all.
But last night for the first time in 17 years I went out without my wig. To my middle sons race.
I was thrilled when I showed my neighbor / sons cousin my hair. She was very happy. Never seeing me withut a wig.
She went on about my cute pony tail.
I went to our gas station. I know everyone there. They were thrilled for me. Leaving the station there was a friend of 10 years. He was very proud of me. He is special needs. Has had part of his brain removed do to cancer as a child.
He has a brace on his leg and one on his hand. He walks daily in town. No one cares about it nor reacts. He smilled at me and said how great I must feel.
My boyfriend comes to drive with me to the races. He says nothing. I said in the car why did you not. He says your the same person. I was so mad deep inside. I wanted him to be proud of me. I guess he does not understand how big this was to me. Or maybe he thought I looked bad and did want to say anything? I do not know. We are seeing each other for 5 years almost and no one else. It is a strange relationship. More like best friends. i still could not read him.
Nor him reading my feelings. I guess he was not sure what to say.
I get to the race and show my son. He was like OK. I asked if he liked my hair. He said it is fine or something like that.
No emotion either way. But he is getting ready for a race.
I do not know what i expected. Lol maybe fireworks in my head.
No one saw it as a big deal. But it was to me. I wanted my sons to be proud of me. I called one and told him i was heading out the door without the wig to his brothers race. He said oh ok. Have fun and what time are you leaving. And is TJ there now. Hmmm, nothing from him either. No congrats.
Either they all love me and just do not care what i do with my hair. Or they just do not care? That one can not be true. But I feel they just do not understand. They grew up with me not having hair or having it a bit. They did not see me crying about it. But I am sure they saw me not going places because of it. And my anger about it.
I guess i just wanted a pat on the back from those who love me the most. Maybe they just do not know what to say?
Today i am proud i did go out last night.
It wont be long and I will lose it again. I feel the pain in my scalp. I know this feeling all to well.
It hurts me inside and out.
I have to figure out how to keep from getting depressed over it.
I think i just need to celebrate some how.
It wont be with my kids. The youngest is at his dads in an other state for a few more weeks.
Time for me to grow up I guess and enjoy me for me by myself.
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