if you've been reading my blog from the beginning (a whole 2 months ago) you'd know that I've had alopecia for around 13 years. for most of those 13 years (up until about a year ago) my bald spots were pretty respectful. i rarely had more than one at a time and they were always easy to hide. despite this, since discovering my first bald spot, i constantly worried about how bad it could get and how i would possibly cope if i got a bald spot on the top of my head, or more than one at a time. i'm now the proud owner of over 10 bald spots, half of which are on the top of my head, and i'm totally coping and functioning. not to say it's been a walk in the park, but this big bad fear i'd had for a long time, has come to fruition and it's totally manageable.
the moral of this blog post / life experience: the human spirit is as resilient as we allow it to be.
the lesson as it applies more specifically to me: i'm not as much of a pussy as i thought.
