Until yesterday I used to have long hair. Due to unusually high tempetures I started having problems with the skin on my head. So, to avoid problems. I shaved it clean and it will remain that way until the skin in treated.
Now that I’m bald, I now know what’s it’s like. It sucks. My old hair suited me perfectly. It was messy just the right amount, perfect length, made me look different than the rest and handsome as hell. Every girl would look at me where ever I went to. Compliments floating over the air, jealous looks from other men etc. etc. It made me feel powerful.
But most importantly, it suited my personality and clothing. It was perfect! But now it’s gone. I hate bald me. I will never look back at this bald version of myself.
It feels weird. I don’t feel that bad but still it’s disheartening.
I did some thinking and came to terms with it. I personally believe that everything in this life will come and go and I shall be happy that I had the privilage of experiencing. While I do believe that I am a mentally strong person, this was a kick in the balls. Perhaps I’m not as strong as I thought I was. The only material thing that I value is my hair. While this situation is temporary, the thought of losing my hair just me cry like a baby. Which I think speaks volumes because I can’t remember the last time I cried.