Do you ever get hair envy? I do. Like every day. Because my head ain't a lush full of locks. It's almost now a bad come over. I used to use one of those normal combs, one for long, thick hair. Now, I'm borrowing my husband's thin black comb that's pretty much made for receding hair lines. And sadly, my husband and I are in a race in terms of who's bald head is going to shine through first, and it's a race neither of us is too eager to win.
Well, no, I take that back. Hubby is fine with his diminishing hair line. He's from a family of diminishing hair lines so he's had a life time to prepare for the day his hair would all fall away. Me? I'm a girl. I'm supposed to have my hair for a lot longer -- at least until it's nursing home time.
I have no idea what's causing it. Except that when I go to hair stylists, they look at my head like is a tragedy they don't have more to cut. I've been to the doctor. He told me to go to another doctor. That doctor wanted to pay a lot of money for more tests. And Drunk Little Asian isn't rolling in the green so unfortunately what ails my hair has to set aside for when funds are more flush.
I mean, it is what it is. There's worse problems in the world to have. I only spend about five minutes every day trying to cover the bald and thinning spots. But it is a bit of a downer. I look at other women (or men!) that have hair better than me. That have no idea what it's like to have thinning hair at just 30 years old. That can blow dry, style and whip their hair up in whatever do their Friday night partying desires. Me? I just pull my hair back and hope that I covered all the spots.
Sometimes, I think my body has aged much faster than my mind. At heart and mind, I"m 30. I act 30. I live like I'm 30. But I take medicine for allergies and acid reflux, I lessen the amount I drink since hangovers take too long to overcome in my 30 year old going on 40 year old body, and as I fret about my thinning hair, I consider Rogaine for Women. I'd like not to have these problems. To look as young as I feel.
It's funny. I think, in many ways, my thinning hair is how I view the weaknesses in myself. It's not something I'd like everyone to see. But they're real, they exist and they're part of who I am.
But I guess that's life. Not everything can be great and working all at once. At least my mind and soul are lively and ready to tackle the world. Who cares if my bald spot happens to shine through?