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I feel even more alone in this, people know so little that they thought it was an STD. Honestly, I worry that no one will ever know or care about something that really plagues people's lives. Something that takes over mine. Some days I feel so self conscious about the lack of hair on my head that I won't go out in public. I can feel the unspoken stares, and the amount of ignorance when someone says, Just stop You really don't know how much I wish it was that easy.
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC
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I feel even more alone in this, people know so little that they thought it was an STD. Honestly, I worry that no one will ever know or care about something that really plagues people's lives. Something that takes over mine. Some days I feel so self conscious about the lack of hair on my head that I won't go out in public. I can feel the unspoken stares, and the amount of ignorance when someone says, Just stop You really don't know how much I wish it was that easy.
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC
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