Today my hair started falling out. As I washing it in the shower, my hands were kind of just filled with hair. At first I thought, well whatever.. Mom & I just discussed cutting my hair to the lowest point- basically 2010 BC- after radiation so I wouldn’t have hair anyway. But the more I thought about it, the more upset I got.
Obviously, the issue here is NOT with losing hair. Cancer has taken SO much from me. Changed my life so much. Most of my posts are a lot more chill than they were at first because I have gotten to the point where I’m not going crazy. lol. But there are still things that I feel I can’t control concerning cancer; I can only trust God.
Being able to cut my hair was going to be liberating. I don’t want that to be something that is taken from me. So today was the first time I cried in a while.
