A year ago, my mom's hair fell out. All of it, seemingly out of nowhere. I am so grateful to her for telling her story here.
I used to have really pretty hair. Then - suddenly - it was gone. All of it. I should feel sad. Or angry. Or something. But I don’t.
In early January 2018, my hair started to fall out. Every morning when I brushed my hair, I would end up holding handfuls of it. After a week or so, I went to my hairdresser. She confirmed I was suffering some hair loss, and artfully arranged my cut so it wouldn't show. After another week or so I couldn't hide the growing bald spots.
I bought a hat.