I remember hearing a friend telling my current boyfriend that he was a good man for dating me, because he couldn't do it. -Paige Simpson
How did you become a Baldie?
When I was born, I was born with spots. Just a few bald spots. As I got older...the spots got larger. As a teenager, I could cover them mostly...but at times behind my back was called "bald spot". After high school was when all the hair at the front of my hairline fell out and I got my first wig. A few years later, it all grew back! Then it started falling out again, eventually to the point where I only had a few shoulder length strands. I decided it was silly to keep the hair I had, and have been shaving my head ever since! Which was the most empowering and liberating experience!
What is the most memorable experiences you've encountered as a Baldie?
The moment I showed my no fiancé my bald head. I had shown boyfriends in the past, but I could always tell they were uncomfortable. My fiancé, Ryan said he was blown away by my beauty...and I could tell her was genuine.
I remember hearing a friend telling my current boyfriend that he was a good man for dating me, because he couldn't do it.
I remember stopping an elderly man in his tracks at Trader Joe's one of the first times I went out without my wig. I could tell he thought I was disgusting. He had such scorn on his face, as if I had shaved my head to be rebellious. I look back at that and laugh now, but at the time it was hurtful and frustrating.
I remember shaving my head and feeling my bald head with my hands. I couldn't stop touching it! It was smooth and beautiful and I felt so liberated and free! Going outside without my wig felt that way too. There is nothing like the wind on a bald head!
I remember the first time someone asked me if I had cancer. I only had a bald spot on the back of my head at the time and hair half way down my back. I was hopelessly insecure people would notice and this was the least encouraging question someone could ask me.
I remember the moment I decided my hair does not define me as a person or a WOMAN. I remember when I realized how lucky I was to have alopecia. That I had the ability to help others get past their pain and suffering, that I was strong, powerful and BLESSED. My lack of hair fills me with gratitude. I can't imagine my life any other way.
What words of encouragement would you share with someone who isn't as confident with their baldness as you are?
Be compassionate to YOURSELF. Even if you're not ready to show the world your alopecia...be patient and kind to yourself, and wherever you are. I didn't "come out" to my friends and family until I was 25 years old! Remember hair doesn't define you. You are loved, you deserve love, you are love.
What one word best describes your baldness and why?
Accepted. Once I accepted myself, I have slowly opened up to everyone and anyone about it. It has made me realize that people love me regardless, and that people are going through a lot worse things than losing their hair.