A reflection of my journey, a bald girl in the dating world. Some time ago I shaved my head and started living my life as a bald woman with Alopecia. Over here in my bubble I assumed I was no longer feminine, I felt ugly.
I looked in the mirror and was mortified at what was looking back at me, I no longer knew who I was.
Everyone searching and yearning for someone special to grow old with, to have his or her hearts filled with joy.
I represented a light of hope, someone real and flawed but standing proud nonetheless.
Like saying I have blonde hair or I am 156cm in height.How society and beliefs have formed what I see as beautiful, absolutely!Are women more judgmental of each other, resulting in us being extremely harsh on ourselves?The research I did proves that men are not as confronted by it nor are they as judgmental as I first thought they would be.Women are more disturbed and mortified than men at the thought of a woman having no hair. Its ironic society has us believe that no matter what we do we just aren’t good enough.I believe we have become emotionally unavailable and desensitized, it’s easier to be detached; it’s safer then rejection in a confusing world of ‘perfect’.