Something really nice happened to me today and although it might seem shallow, let me explain.
One of the most distressing things for me over the last 14 months (since my husband died) has been that my hair falling out. Due to stress and lack of self care, my once thick long hair was both breaking off and falling out.
I know there are a lot of other really important things to worry about and I do, but it really distressed me to see chunks of my hair on the pillow in the morning or have it break off mid length after I tried to straighten it. It just seemed so out of control and a physical reminder that I am not on top of things and that I am not coping.
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I remember the first time it happened. I looked down at the shower plug hole and nearly cried .
The water was swirling around my ankles as the plug was so blogged with my hair. I thought, like a pet, I was shedding my winter coat, but as it continued to happen every time I showered, I stopped washing my hair.