Tantrums

My hair story does drag on, there have been tears, tantrums, denial and fights. I have rowed with my family and hated myself. At the age of 9 my parents dragged me to the doctor because my hair was 'falling' out. It was all over the carpet and was getting noticeably thinner, I swore that I had no idea why it was falling out and was horrified when the truth finally came out. I tried to deny it but they knew!!!

I did manage to keep the secret for quite a while, it wasn't until I got referred to a specialist that the truth came out. I remember that my parents had to pay for this 'specialist' and although I felt terribly guilty I just couldn't tell them that I was doing it to myself! In order to find out what the problem was he had to take hair samples which involved him pulling a few hairs from my head! I remember that this horrified me because I knew they wouldn't find anything wrong!

Once my parents knew the truth the worry they previously had turned to anger. They just couldn't understand why I was doing this to myself. The doctor told them that it was best not to mention it to me and that eventually I would grow out of it. Unfortunately I didn't and by the time I started secondary school at age 11 I had no hair on my head at all! I had pulled every single strand out one by one.......

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