After I relapsed, I'd wake up every day finding hair on my pillow. It kept falling out until I was completely bald. I was a pathetic sight that women wouldn't even take pity on. Instead, when I dared to meet their eyes I'd see a looked of pure scorn and hatred.
But now I feel tiny sprouts of thin vellus hair on my head. Could it be growing back? Could I be worthy of respect again someday?
After I relapsed, I'd wake up every day finding hair on my pillow. It kept falling out until I was completely bald. I was a pathetic sight that women wouldn't even take pity on. Instead, when I dared to meet their eyes I'd see a looked of pure scorn and hatred.
But now I feel tiny sprouts of thin vellus hair on my head. Could it be growing back? Could I be worthy of respect again someday?
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