Something about my hair
My hair
I used to be extremely bullied about it. Red hair, nobody liked it or something. I have defied it myself for many years. I always wondered why it actually belonged to me. I didn't want to have it, I didn't ask for it. Unfortunately, I was born with it. Later in life, I ended up learning to appreciate my hair color more. People gave more and more compliments and that felt nice.
But I think the point of really appreciating my hair color just came somewhere around August 2020. On August 27, 2020 I was diagnosed with cervical cancer. This had to be handled and as soon as possible. And in the worst case scenario, that would mean losing my hair because of the cancer. Her loss due to cervical cancer. Well, I couldn't say goodbye.
How am I supposed to go through these times? I decided to wait and see what the actual treatment plan would be. Perhaps my precious hair was not in danger, could it be spared. It was await and so I did.
So I went into the treatment process with a nice bunch of red hair. A nice bunch of red hair that I could finally be really proud of, which made it harder to possibly let go because of illness.
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