I used to think my hair grew soooooo sssllllooooowwwwwwwllllyyyy. But it turns out it grows a lot faster than I thought it did.
My hair has been a constant insecurity for me over the past year. In one week, it will have been one year since I had brain surgery. This is when I had 12 one-inch squares of my hair shaved off (for electrode placement to map my brain), not to mention the shave all along my surgery scar. Plus, I lost a ton of hair during radiation (that hair is not even close to growing back yet, it’s more like baby fuzz).
But here’s the thing, I’ve been so self-conscience to try and hide my hair ever since last August.
I wore hats every single day for the first seven months. Then I learned how to part my hair appropriately to hide it, and wear a low pony tail to cover the bald spot from radiation.
I don’t know if I’m just coming to terms with it now, or if it’s just too dang hot these days, but I embraced my high bun today, for the first time in just shy of a year.
Maybe people noticed, and maybe they didn’t. But, the interesting thing is that not a single person said anything to me about it, and they didn’t ask me about it.
Maybe I was self-conscience and insecure for no reason…….isn’t that true about most things in life?
