Tell us a bit about your decision to cut your hair or why you went bald? I decided to shave my head after I noticed that my hair was thinning from taking steroid medication. It was also my husband's suggestion for a fresh start.
Do you feel you've changed for the better since you went bald? After getting my hair cut for the first time, I cried! I thought about when some people in my family used to call me a bald head because my hair was always thin and sandy-colored. When the barber finished with me, people complemented me on how beautiful they thought I looked. From that point, I decided to keep the look because I felt empowered to know that everybody can't rock this style!
What words of encouragement would you share with someone who isn't confident with themselves as you are? "I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well" (Psalm 139:4 KJV). I would let them know that God has made us all uniquely and that He made no mistakes.
Finish this sentence: (My) Bald is...empowering because I dare to be bald and beautiful. That's ME!
Sarah Burak - When I first told Trevor I wore a wig he said ''we'll work on that, we'll work on you taking it off.''
Tell us a bit about your decision to cut your hair or why you went bald? I have had alopecia since I was 3 years old. I've worn wigs since I was 11. I used to be ashamed of having no hair, I didn't want anyone to know I was bald. I got bullied all through middle school, threatened to have my wig ripped off. My senior year in high school, I met a guy named Trevor. When I first told him I wore a wig he said ''we'll work on that, we'll work on you taking it off.'' I kinda shrugged it off because I thought for sure I would never show him my bald head, considering I had never shown anyone besides my family. Well, one night we were laying in bed and he put his hand on my head and I slowly took my wig off my head. His exact words were ''see, it's no big deal. you're beautiful.'' and then he kissed the top of my head. One of the concerns I've had for years with being bald was how will I ever sleep without my wig on next to my boyfriend? How will he ever find me attractive opposed to those girls with long beautiful hair? I sleep next to him every night with no wig on. Two years later and I'm still in tears writing this because this man has completely changed my view on myself. I am now confident enough to show the entire world me with no hair. this is my first picture ever taken without my wig since I was a little girl. Ever since I was a little girl I pictured me dancing at my wedding without my wig on and I know that he'll be the shoulder I lay my head on during the first dance. I have never felt more accepted for who I am my entire life. I am bald and I am beautiful.
Do you feel you've changed for the better since you went bald? I feel like I've changed so much since I took off my wig. I feel free. I feel beautiful. I feel like I can be an inspiration to other females who feel ashamed or like a man will never love a bald girl.
What words of encouragement would you share with someone who isn't confident with themselves as you are?I would say, you are more beautiful without your hair... It shows who you truly are, a gorgeous human being. Be different, be unique, take the risk of showing off your true beauty and it will feel so freeing... It's like freeing your soul.
Finish this sentence: (My) Bald is what makes me, me.
Why are you BALD? "It's just hair," became the three words I hated to hear the most. For a girl her hair is her most prized possession. Or, at least it was mine. I loved going to the salon, getting my hair done, extensions, you name it, I've done it to my hair. Until, my hair dresser found a bald spot about the size of a dime on the back of my head. Three short weeks later that little bald spot had spread to the entire back of my head. My dermatologist diagnosed me with Alopecia Areata. My immune system was attacking my hair follicles causing my hair to fall out. I was devastated, not only was it taking my hair, but, i was losing my self confidence. I finally decided to take matters into my own hands, I was exhausted trying to cover a giant bald spot, and sad to watch my hair fall out so rapidly. I shaved my head. It's still a little shocking walking by a mirror and seeing my bald little reflection. Thanks to The Bald Movement, their gorgeous baldies, and inspiring stories, I have gained some confidence back. I know it will take time, but, after all, it is just hair, right? :)
When did you realize that Hair didn't determine your beauty?
I first realized that hair did not define one's beauty, when I decided to let my family and friends know that I shaved my head, by posting a picture on facebook and instagram. I found it awkward to talk about my hair in public, and working in retail in a small town, I just wanted to get it out there so I could avoid less confrontation, and "Sorry for your loss," jokes. (Haha) Little did I know I would get so much feedback. I received so many powerful and encouraging words from people I didnt even know. That left me feeling so wonderful, and more beautiful than ever. That's when I realized hair was just an accessory.
What words of encouragement would you share with someone who isn't confident with themselves as you are?
Beauty comes from within. Probably the most overused phrase of all time, but, the most true. People remember you by your smile, the way you made them feel, your personality, your favorite songs, and the things you love. A good heart and a warm smile will get you farther in life than any of your best hair days.
Why are you BALD?Being bald was one of the worst and best experiences that has ever happened to me. I went bald about a year and a half ago right before my senior year started, I was diagnosed with alopecia universalis. I went from a full head of hair to none in less than a week! I was mortified, and of the course when it rains it pours, because I started school in two weeks! I quickly tried to find a wig and I ended up with a nice synthetic one that I named "Shelly". As my senior year continued on, I tried to tell my friends and some other people about the disease. I went to doctors and tried to find support groups, but there are only a few people in my state that had the same disease (I never was able to find out who they were) and the closest support group was 9 hours away. There was no cure for it, and I had no one to talk to that truly knew how I felt...my school didn't help either, I had people pull on my wig to try and find out if It was real or not in class, I was called ugly, hideous, and some people even stopped talking to me after they found out. I felt so out of place and ashamed of myself, luckily my family and boyfriend were there for support, they helped more than I could imagine and I can't thank them enough for their support. As the year progressed on, so did my shyness about my disease. I wouldn't take my wig off during sleepovers, and I avoided telling people about it because I thought they'd like me more with hair. Now I realize it was silly of me to think that, but at the time it felt like it was true.
When did you realize that Hair didn't determine your beauty? I didn't gain some confidence in being bald until about the end of senior year, for the first time ever I came to school without my hair on. I only made it through one class because people called me ugly and stared, I got so uncomfortable I left school completely. To me it was progress though, and I knew it could only get better from there. After high school ended, I got more comfortable with going out without my wig, id take it off and go to the gym or walk around the store for the day and I found out that most people I told about my disease were nicer about it than my classmates were. It wasn't until one day at my work that my whole view really changed. I had a bald lady come into my work and I smiled and gladly took her order. I asked why she was and she told me she had just gotten done with some chemo but that she was okay and cancer free. I told her that she was beautiful without It and told her I didn't have hair either, confused she pointed to my long blonde wig I had on. I explained it was a wig and even lifted a little piece of it off my head, I told her about the alopecia and she smiled at me. The next few sentences she said completely changed my perspective. She said "I used to wear wigs too but finally I got tired of how itchy they were. Sure people stare and point at me now when I walk by them in stores, and I even get comments made about me. It's who I am though and I can't change it, if someone can't except me for who I am then you don't need them in your life, I am who I am for a reason and god made me this way." For some reason these few sentences made me feel so much better...after feeling so alone and frustrated for so long, I finally felt like someone understood. After that I started telling everyone I met and hung out with about the disease and I even started talking long distance to a few girls that had the same disease. I go a few days here and there without my wig now, and it does still bother me, but then I remember that lady. Of course it will take a long time to be completely confident in my bald little head, but I have nothing but time, and I am so ready for the years of non wig wearing that are ahead of me!!! I hope I can inspire someone the way that lady inspired me that day in my store!
What words of encouragement would you share with someone who isn't confident with themselves as you are? Being yourself is hard, but pretending to be someone you're not is even harder! You are beautiful exactly the way you are, and no one should have control over the way you feel about yourself except you. If I wouldn't have lost my hair I never would have gained the confidence I have now. Being bald really is a reality changer, and it also brings an entire new meaning to the word beautiful.