My Biggest Fear
There is so many emotions I’m feeling. So many! With the start of my hair loss I have faced my fear right now. I know, I know most think it’s a matter of vanity but it’s not actually. Do I love my hair? Absolutely!!! Omg I loved how it grew. Nice and long, dark and wavy. But the vanity isn’t my fear! I have to say I have been bald and not to toot my horn I know I look good! Sorry for sounding so conceited but actually no I am not sorry. I know I can rock the bald head. Look: But here is my biggest fear: when the manifestation of what I feel on the inside, matches the the way I look on the outside and now I see the looks on others faces. The look of pity. The look of fear. The look of woah is she sick? When my hair was intact no one could look at me and give that look of pity. I was able to hide behind that mask. I could be normal. I could be the me I wanted to be! But now, now I don’t get to be the me I wanna be in others eyes. I get to be the woman who gets the looks... the...