My hair is gone. Even though I knew it was coming and inevitable, I'm sad tonight that it's gone. I look in the mirror and no longer recognize the face looking back at me...my fun hair is gone, my piercings are gone, my body is changing, and it's all because of cancer. Even though I say that it does not define who I am or control my life, if I'm being truthful...it has. I am reminded constantly that cancer has entered my life, and I'm pissed off. It's not fair and I want it gone and far away from me.
I'll get over this, I know...my hair will grow back, and one day I hope to live cancer free. My wish is to take what this has taught me about appreciating life and the people in it and to help someone else going through it too....tonight it's just hard to see the end of this bad dream but I know it's coming. It will.
Hugs doll! Keep pouring your thoughts out to help you through this. I hope one day you can look back at this phase and smile.we wouldn't be who we are without the experiences we've endured
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