They also agreed it was a turn on and refreshing to see a woman in her power and confident within herself flaws and all.
Now this I found refreshing and empowering and deep within me emerged a sense of duty to stand proud and represent all the bald women.
It really took something and I risked a lot of rejection and painful judgment but I felt the fear and did it regardless.
I was honest and positive and as I said the words over and over again, I have alopecia, it felt surreal and foreign but I kept saying it until it was apart of me.
I started to tell myself I was doomed to be alone forever, who could seriously wake up beside a bald woman and think that I was a catch, I didn’t have hair, my femininity had left the building, poof, like that I was no longer soft, I was flawed, undesirable, looked harsh and bold.
I am at peace with who I am so if you aren’t, that’s ok, keep swiping, thanks for stopping by.
Yes it sparked lots of questions but it also took a very interesting turn and taught me a very deep lesson or two, self-love and self-expression.
They saw in me something that many people are scared to express, a deep sense of authenticity.
I ended up with friends and kind people to chat to and people who were generally interested in me as a person. Yes some men are completely turned off by me having no hair that goes without saying. When I think about it, it is more a preference than a personal insult and I have certain preferences just the same, everyone does.