How to Tell a Friend

So I think one of the hardest things to do is tell a friend you have Trich. 

Your friends are going to notice that your hair is different and they will notice your thinning spots/ bald spots.The question you have to ask yourself if you want this person to know. Do you trust them enough. Your friend is going to ask what is happening. Sometimes they don't bother asking. In my case, my friends haven't asking directly. They have asked me why I always wear a head band. If I'm no ready to tell them I simply say that I don't the way my hair looks or my hair annoys me when its down. They may not believe but most of the time they leave it at that. It's scary telling somebody about Trich. They are either going to me really supportive, ignore it or use it against you. All of these have happened to me. When I have known somebody long enough, I just simply say that the reason I wear the head band all the time is because I have Trichotillomania. Then I explain it to them. I have noticed that the more supportive friends ask questions and say I'm beautiful no matter what. I have friends who accept it and never mention it again. I have friends who always ask me how I am doing. This is hard. I know all they want to do is be there for me but it is hard explaining my progress/ set back to them when I know they don't truly understand.  I have had friends who bring it up in a terrible situation in front of me. I tell them its not the time and I talk to them about it later. They either get it or don't.  Sometimes, they stop being my friend. Don't get me wrong, it is upsetting. But at least you know who your real friends are. Some people who you thought are your friends tell other people. You tell the so called friend that you trusted them and that they broke that trust. You tell the person they told that its confidential. You hope/ pray that it more people you don't trust know.

Your real friends will love you no matter what you look like. Your real friends will support you if you don't feel comfortable in a situation. Your real friends say you look beautiful. Your real friends stare at your eyes and not at your hair. You know when they are your real friends. 

At least Trich lets you know who your real friends really are. Trich lets you know who is a good person and who is not worth your time.

TIPS

Cooking	Having my hands occupied	Deep breathing for 30 seconds
Cycling	Stop 'n Grow on my nails	Practise mindfulness to be aware of my hands
Sewing, Rug making	Stress relief techniques	Phoning my buddy
Eating	Being involved and active	Sorting my sewing box while watching TV
Dancing	Plasters on my fingertips	Taking a hot bath
Writing	Silly Putty, slime or goo	Colouring or drawing
Wet hair	Going out somewhere public	Exposure to Sunlight
Squeezing a stress ball	Playing my hypnotherapy CD	Leave in conditioner
Distraction	Signing in to the chatroom	Playing with Beanies
Working out	Keeping a diary of how I feel	Forgive past mistakes
Going outside	Free acceptance of my condition	Watching trich videos on YouTube beckie0 <3
Rubicks cubes	Soft mascara that doesn't clump	Asking for what I want.
Wearing a hat	Getting physical with my partner	Going for a walk (free)
Eating bananas	Shaving my head! (extreme I know)	Reading trich blogs - trichsterknitster <3
Record keeping	My personal Trichnotherapy coach	Staying away from people who put me down
Stroking a pet	Pairing my socks while watching TV	Studying at the library rather than home
Wearing gloves	SkyTrichster's Trichster Tool Bag	Talking to other trichsters on the forums
Not being alone	Having my brows professionally shaped	Think about people who love me for who I am
Plenty of sleep	Spinner ring to fiddle with discretely	Eat sprouted seeds & stroke them on my lips
Playing good music and dancing or singing	Numbing cream on my eyebrows reduces my urges to pull them	Throwing away the tweezers or giving them to someone to hide
Crochet or knitting, tapestry or cross stitch	Stroking a soft paintbrush or makeup brush on my skin or lips	Covering mirrors in my house or putting positive statements on them
Thinking about an event I want to look good at	Writing down how many I pull and what happened just before I pulled	Cutting out sugar, glucose caffeine and popcorn helps me be pull free
Take a shower or run my head under the tap	Wearing clear lens glasses makes me realise when I go to touch my eyes	Covering my scalp with shampoo, lotion and hair conditioner (all mixed)
False fingernails makes gripping impossible	Getting a new hair cut, colour or style that I love and don't want to ruin	I only allow myself 30 mins of TV at a time. I can manage to stay pull free for 30 mins
Reading only in public - i.e. on a bench in a park.	making patterns with pins in a pin cushion, then pulling them out and starting over again.	Hand massage with oils: I don't want to get grease in my hair and it makes my fingers slippy!
Removing mascara with remover AS SOON as I get home	My best tip is to play games on a computer or phone it keeps you occupied and your fingers going	If I start picking at my mascara, I have to remove it immediately with lotion to stop me losing lashes
Getting up and doing something to take my mind off it	Claw thumb rings which are brilliant as when you put them on there is no way in the world you can pull	Hair Dryer: When my hair is freshly dyed, it is sleek and silky. No coarse bits for my hands to be attracted to.
Social networking like Facebook & Twitter	Using my head massager before bed seems to be helping me to have more peaceful sleeps and prevent pulling	Eating a pomegranate. It takes AGES and you can watch a whole film while picking at the seeds. Sunflower seeds also occupy the hands.
Getting up and moving about as soon as my hands go there	I keep my correspondence in a box by the television so I can write cheques, pay bills and write envelopes while watching.	Put a few pics of people with nice hair up in places I look at often so I can have something to aspire to
Writing down why I hate trich and why my life will be better without it	Painting my nails: I don't want to smudge it by pulling! I keep my nail polishes by the TV. Polishing my nails gives me time to refocus on something else and forget my urge

Research project into trich

Interesting:
Take a look (or read)

http://www.trichotillomania.co.uk/trichotillomania_research/Exploring%20the%20relationships%20between%20Trichotillomania,%20Cognitive%20Emotional%20Regulation,%20Metacognitions,%20Depression,%20Anxiety%20and%20Deficits%20in%20Attentional%20control.pdf

Boy Bald Barbie

So this bald barbie thing is bigger than I thought....

ForbesWoman

|

4/25/2012 @ 1:40PM |3,840 views

MGA's Bratz Dolls One-Up Barbie On Going Bald

+ Comment now

There’s a difference between a true investment and a half-hearted effort. And this distinction is illustrated in the saga of the bald doll.
In January, cancer advocate Jane Bingham launched a Facebook page asking Mattel to introduce a bald version of Barbie to support children with cancer. At first, Mattel responded to Bingham with a basic form letter saying it does not accept submissions from consumers. But after the “Beautiful And Bald Barbie” movement attracted widespread attention and accumulated more than 160,000 Facebook “likes,” the toy maker announced it would produce 10,000 limited-edition bald Barbie dolls to donate exclusively to U.S. children’s hospitals.

Could Cancer Cure Barbie? Mattel vs. Beautiful and Bald Barbie David Vinjamuri Contributor

While Bingham was pleased with this decision, she was also disappointed with the result. “They are only making 10,000 of these dolls, so only a very limited number of kids will even be able to get their hands on one,” says Bingham. “Each year, 12,000 kids are diagnosed with cancer, and no child without cancer will receive one. Plus, this limited quantity is bound to cause a high resale price. It’s basically going to be only a collector’s item.”
At the same time, Mattel competitor MGA Entertainment, maker of the Bratz Dolls, was carefully watching the saga unfold. “After hearing that Jane just received a form letter from Mattel, it gave us the green light to get involved,” says MGA’s Susan Hale. MGA approached Bingham to develop the “True Hope” collection. Under the banner, MGA is releasing three bald Bratz dolls, three bald Moxie Girlz dolls, and one bald Moxie Boyz doll. In addition, MGA is donating $1 for every doll sold to support cancer research at the City of Hope organization.
Little details matter, says Hale. All of these dolls, for instance, do not have eyebrows since most cancer patients lose theirs. Wigs are also not included with the dolls, nor are they available as separate accessories. “We want to show that you don’t have to have hair to be beautiful,” says Hale. Each doll package comes with a kid-sized beaded bracelet, in honor of young cancer patients. “Kids receive a bead every time they finish a treatment. They use their collections as a way to countdown to the end of their treatment,” says Bingham.
The True Hope collection debuts exclusively at Toys ‘R’ Us beginning June 11^th. The retailer is fully supporting the bald dolls by placing the SKUs in high traffic areas, including by the cashier registers. Hale also says Toys ‘R’ Us is not switching out any of the “hair” Bratz and Moxie dolls in the toy aisle to make room for these new products. “Toys ‘R’ Us is fully on board,” says Hale. “Other retailers see [selling bald dolls] as risky, but not Toys ‘R’ Us.”
Both Bingham and MGA’s Hale make an effort to downplay any competition between the two toy makers, though it’s hard not to make the comparison. “This isn’t a situation where Bratz beats Barbie. We would love to see all doll makers offer a bald version. It’s not just Barbie. We want to see bald [Spin Master] Liv Dolls and [Mattel] American Girl dolls,” says Hale.

'I'm Mad' by Fleming

Something that all of us with Trich can relate to:

 So very mad

I'm mad.
I'm mad that I'm judged by the lack of hair on my head.
I'm mad that I let what other people think about my appearance upset me so.
I'm mad that I let it have so much control over my life.
I'm mad that it has power over my ability to get close to people.
I'm mad at God (if there is a God) for allowing this to happen.
I'm mad that I'm terrified to have children because I don't want for them to have this horrible condition.
I'm mad that hair matters so much in society.
I'm mad that I cringe at my reflection.
I'm mad that when I hear someone say "you are pretty" that in the back of my mind a voice says "lies, lies, lies."
I'm mad at doctors and pharmaceutical companies don't recognize Trichotillomania as real medical condition.
I'm mad that I can't wear cute hair accessories. 
I'm mad that I'm ashamed of myself.
I'm mad that I have no control over this condition. 
I'm mad that I may never be considered beautiful. 
I'm mad that I may never overcome Trichotillomania.
I'm mad that I have a hard time talking about it.
I'm mad that it has to matter so much to others.
I'm mad that it matters to much to me.
I'm mad that I have a hard time being idle without doing severe damage to my appearance.
I'm mad that when I dream I have beautiful hair and when I wake up it's not there.
I'm mad that I feel like my Trich is a burden to others.
I'm mad that strangers feel they have the right to ask me about it or try to touch my head.
I'm mad that commericals for hair products bring me down a knotch.
I'm mad that I can't see myself as others see me.
I'm mad that I'm mad and I'm so very mad.

And I'm tired of being mad. I'm tired of having this anger and this frustration. I'm just tired.

A Poem By Fleming

can't hide the damage

the bathroom tile can't hide the damage.

a graveyard of those deemed unworthy to stay behind and grow full and long.

the sink and counter can't hide the damage. 

the now unwanted hair lies motionless, having been defeated by the restless hands.

the bedside floor can't hide the damage. 

the remnants of a lost battle reveal the duration of an urge which couldn't be stopped.

the driver side of the car can't hide the damage. 

the dangerous distraction shows the tangled mound of unlucky victims.

my reflection can't hide the damage. 

the shiny bald patches are a constant reminder of my lack of self control. 

my reflection can't hide the damage. it stares back at me sharing what others see. 

my reflection can't hide the damage, the damage that I have done, 

the damage I wish I couldn't see.  

http://alifewithouthair.blogspot.ca/

My Thoughts on the 'Bald Barbie'

Ummm... Well does it really bring awareness to Trich?
Okay, so a little girl goes up to the toy shelf, she won't pick the bald barbie, she'll pick one with hair. No?
Which is basically reinforced by society.
I mean, the Barbie franchise has created this image of 'perfection' which girls compare themselves to. So to be having the Barbie company produce a 'Bald Barbie' is ironic.
I wonder how sales went on the Bald Barbie. I sure wouldn't want a bald barbie.
Having these feelings and knowing that girls who buy barbies probably won't want a bald barbie, is sad. It exposes us with Trich sorta negatively.

'Trich-y Buisness Blog'- Check It Out

 

I love reading this lady's blog. She is so inspirational, check her out: http://eyelashpuller.blogspot.ca/2010/07/benefit-of-trichotillomania.html

Here's one of her posts that is very positive and gives a new perceptive.

Friday, July 23, 2010

A Benefit of Trichotillomania

Sometimes we get lost in the negatives of hair pulling—the anxiety, the physical effects, the stigma of having a "disorder." But today I discovered a benefit that has come out of my years with trichotillomania.

I'm SO good with a tweezers. Like, for serious.

My friend and coworker came over to me this afternoon and said, "Do you have nails?"

"Do I have nails?" I repeated stupidly.

"Yeah, I have a splinter and my nails aren't long enough to pull it out," she explained.

Aha! thought I. I can do better than that! "It'd be better to use a tweezers," I responded triumphantly, "which I also have!"

She shut her eyes, muttering, "I can't look." In a single tweeze, I pulled out the splinter and saved the day. "That didn't even hurt!" she exclaimed.

"I'm good with a tweezers," I replied smugly. "You don't even KNOW."

Although she probably did know, because she knows about my hair pulling, but that's beside the point.

There aren't too many occasions where I can say this, but.... Trichotillomania to the rescue!!http://eyelashpuller.blogspot.ca/2010/07/benefit-of-trichotillomania.html

What An Inspiration

Check out Shelby's story here:
 http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=412148102137325&set=o.125241614790&type=1

It seems like she hasn't suffered for a long time. Which is great for her! She should be so proud that she got through this and continues to. She should be proud that she shared her story. Strong girl, that one is. Her trigger of Trich was so easily identified. If you read one of my previous posts on how I started pulling, there was no real trigger, besides Mrs. Zim. But she was just a person.

Success stories are the best. It gives though who are long sufferers hope. If she can do it, so can I.

Bald Barbie

Facebookers get Mattel to make Beautiful and Bald Barbie

by Anant Rangaswami Apr 11, 2012

#Bald Barbie #Baldness #Barbie #children’s cancer #Facebook Inc #Mattel Inc. #ThingsWeLike

Email Share inShare1 4 Comments

It’s a big, big victory for the Facebook group ‘Beautiful and Bald Barbie’ as toy manufacturer Mattel announced that a bald Barbie would, indeed, be launched in 2013.
While the doll may not be available at all toy stores, it will be distributed in hospitals specialising in children’s cancer in the US and Canada, says the Daily Mail.
The Facebook group has over 1,50,000 likes, and has grown to become much more than a pressure group attempting to sway Mattel into announcing a Bald Barbie. The group’s page has since transformed to a platform for discussions on cancer and sharing of experiences.

Reuters

This is how it all began — a petition to Mattel. “I am formally asking Mattel to create and sell a Beautiful and Bald Barbie, with head accessories such as wigs, head wraps, scarves or hats,” supporters were requested to say to Mattel.
“Young girls who suffer from hair loss due to cancer treatments, Alopecia or Trichotillomania often feel that the loss of their hair makes them less beautiful and less like a princess. Similarly, many young girls whose mothers, sisters, aunts, etc. are loosing their hair due to illness or treatment also have trouble coping with the change. A bald Barbie would show these little girls that she can be both bald AND beautiful,” the petition said.
“I believe whole heartedly that this Barbie would bring comfort and help to children dealing with hair loss from cancer, Alopecia or Trichotillomania. I also believe that it would be a good investment for Mattel by helping make a positive change in your girls vision of what beauty is,” the petition continued.
The bald Barbie comes with all the normal accessories as any other Barbie – and a few extras. The Barbie would be “a fashion doll, that will be a friend of Barbie, which will include wigs, hats, scarves and other fashion accessories to provide girls with a traditional fashion play experience.”
For a moment, forget the grammar errors and spelling errors. Celebrate the victory that this group has won on behalf of girls suffering from cancer and affected by having a mother or a close female relative having cancer.
Well done, all — including Mattel.
http://www.firstpost.com/living/facebookers-get-mattel-to-make-beautiful-and-bald-barbie-272137.html

Anxiety- What I worry about

I am so anxious all the time. I worry about everything.
I worry about going out.
I worry about what people will think of me.... will think of my hair.
I worry about if people are looking at my hair who are standing behind me.
I worry about classes, especially those that I struggle in... I worry about how much they will cause me to pull my hair.
I worry about what my friends think of me.... are they embarrassed to me my friends.
I worry about tests that cause to pull my hair.
I worry about the next day, how will my hair look? Will it be noticeable that I pulled my hair?
I worry about my parents and how much they worry about me. I worry that they notice my hair pulling and are disappointed.
I worry for weeks about public speaking- as it is just a showcase of my hair.
I worry about meeting to people and then not understanding.
I worry about what people think of me wearing a head band every day.
I worry about sweating during a sport, exposing my hair.
I worry about, during a sport, somebody accidentally rips my head band off. I don't play aggressive sports.
Rowing is my sport, but I worry about the wind and rain exposing my hair.

What does it feel like to not have to worry about these things?

9 Years

 My whole teenage life. 9 years old to 18 years old, and counting.
9 years...
    I have wore a head band.
    I have avoided swimming.
    I have avoiding taking pictures.
    I have avoided crowds.
    I've been edgy when its windy.
    I have had to spend my morning making sure my hair is perfectly placed.
    I have had people ask me why I wear a head band every day.
    I have had people talk about me.
    my parents have wished for me to stop.
    I have had a low self esteem.
    I have had no boyfriend, ashamed of my hair.
    felt ugly.
    I have stressed about formal events where there is nothing special I can do with my hair.
    I have had people stare at my hair than look into my eyes when they talk to me.
    I have not had a boyfriend, ashamed that somebody would want to be with me.
    I have not been able to be completely comfortable around my friends, there's always a point where I worry about my hair.

Alone.... Rant #2?

Have you ever have that feeling of being alone?
Me. I am the only person in my school with Trichotillomania.
Nobody, although they try, don't really understand.
This is my thought process:
     Pull
       Oh No!
          Pull more.
              Not good.
                  Frustrated.
                       Continuous cycle
Another thing I have noticed I have been doing is picking my skin which is associated with Trich. I rather have scars on my face than have bald spots.

The thing is I want to understand more and I want to be able to control it!

Revenge

Revenge is against my morals. If somebody does something to me, often it's talking behind my back or poking fun at me, I would not want to seek revenge. If I have been hurt why would I want to become a monster that hurts others too. It just makes the world full of more hate. If somebody were to gossip meanly about me, why would I sink to their level. I hate gossiping. Why do people waste their time talking trash about others? Nobody is perfect and everybody has problems. We're each made for our own journey.

Having trichotillomania has let me understand this.

Tools That I have Used

These are the tools I have used over 9 years:

• Spinner Rings- wear one every day... don't know how effective it with helping with my hair pulling but it's a comfort thing. http://store.trich.org/category_s/77.htm
• Pickles- plastics you put on your fingers. They don't really work if you have to use a laptop regularly. http://store.trich.org/product_p/t-picklefingers.htm
• Diary- It's nice to get all those feelings out.
• Wearing a hat- living in a dorm I get weird looks but when I am really stressed and studying; I wear a hat. 
• Tape- I put tape around my fingers, however it can get itchy. This usually results in me becoming frustrated.
• Elastic- every time I am about to pull I snap myself. Occasionally works.
• Work books- very tedious but some have good advice
• Tensing hand for 10 seconds- however you have to be aware that you are pulling.
• Clasp hands- again, same as above
• Ice pack on face- I have found that coolness on my face helps. Why? I don't know!
• Eating- Crackers, sun-flower seeds or chewing gum. Munching on something helps relieve the urge to pull. 

Will continue to add more when they come to me....

Loss of Hope

Do you ever have one of those days where you have the feeling of hopelessness. I often get those. Some days I get so overwhelmed with stress that I can't see past my thoughts.
I feel so low and helpless.
Sometimes, as selfish as it is, I feel alone; as if nobody understands me. 
I can't get over these thoughts:
          I'm ugly
          Nobody will marry me
          I'll never get over this
          I'll always be bald
          My children, if I have any, will think I'm ugly
          I'll never be successful because I have this
I'm sure any woman had these thoughts. The thing is, you can't let these thoughts control you. Personally, I have done so much. People can be cruel but sometimes they can be kind. I have overcome so many things just by simply believing that I am beautiful and that what people think doesn't matter. Doesn't mean that when I am doing things that expose me and my Trich that I don't constantly think about it. I often wonder if people are looking at my hair but I just carry on. There's never a day that does by that I don't have negative thoughts or I don't worry about my hair. It's constantly in the back of my mind. There's really nothing I can do about it but let it grow.
However, I have been blessed by being able to go to a high school with so much support and caring people. I don't know how I would survive if I didn't have these people around me. I hope that anybody who suffers from Trich has somebody. In my research and experience the shyest, kindest and quietest people have Trich. We need people to support us and stand up for us.

Poppy

Poppy

My parents say that I was bullied by her. I think I ended up believing I was bullied by her because they said I was. I really don’t remember her saying anything horrible other then the normal pre-teen girl stuff. I mean, she used to say that I was a 'teacher’s pet'. One time, and I will never forget this, my friends and I were hanging out with her. There was this boy at our school, the only one who had a learning disability at the school. My group walked up to him and formed a circle around him, Poppy’s idea. He couldn’t get out. I don’t remember what was going through my mind. I can’t believe that I was a part of this. The teachers came out and yelled at us. We ran away. I knew I had done something horrible but they didn’t seem to care. We were in huge trouble. From then I hated Poppy. I couldn’t believe that I was lead by her to do such an act. Mrs. Zim, once again, gave me special treatment and I was had no punishment. Poppy noticed. Every now and again she said things and gave me looks. I think if I didn't have such a low self esteem I wouldn’t have reacted to it. However, I did and resulted to pulling my hair. Mrs. Zim called me out of class, my parents complained about Poppy, and told me she had told Poppy about my problem. She said that Poppy had her own problems. Now, I am furious at that woman. How dare she tell Poppy about my problem but didn’t tell me about hers. How dare she tell her and give Poppy ammunition. 

I have always remembered Poppy. Always will. She knew that I knew that she knew about my problem and used it as a threat. I couldn't think of something worse than have somebody use you problem to their advantage.

That One Person

That one person who sticks to your memory and you can't shake them off. For me that was Mrs. Zim. She was just a stressed out teacher. She would scream at us when she was having a bad day. We would have Times Table test where she would call on one of us individually and if we got a question wrong she would embarrass us in front of the class. My parents told her about my hair pulling. She was kind to me and didn’t yell at me as much as the other kids. My peers noticed the special treatment I was receiving. I was then called "Teacher's Pet" and was often teased. Ms. Zim took me out of class regularly. The first I remember her telling me about Trichotillomania, as if I didn't know already, and how she played with her too and like the softness of it. At that time I smiled at her, I was naive.

 Now, I am horrified that she did that. How dare she compare her normal hair playing with my Trich!  

     She wasn't the one suffering from stares everywhere she went. 

     She wasn’t the one being whispered behind her back. 

     She wasn’t the one wearing a bandana everyday to cover up the damage.

     She didn’t have her friends ask her why she always wore it or pull if off her head because they thought it was funny.

 She then told me I was going to therapy and that when I came back to class I was to say that I was just at the doctor. But this only drove my classmates imaginations about me. They probably thought I had some crazy illness.

 I think she was fired after I moved away.  I wonder if I were placed in a more relaxing environment with people who truly understood Trich that it wouldn't have been such a problem. 

There's no point in dwelling on the past.

How It All Began

I don’t remember much of the beginning.  My father is in the military and at the age of eight my father was posted to England. How exciting that was  for me at the time. An adventure. The first year overseas was just was I had expected. It was the first time I lived in a military community. I loved being around kids my age who all lived right next door. Because we were around so many military families many of my friends the first year I lived their moved. The families came and went in cycles. At one point there were no girls my age.  I was the 'crush' of all the boys. I was athletic, tall, lean and had gorgeous straight light brown hair. The end of the school year arrived and the following year I was going into year 5 with a new teacher. My former teacher always said things to scare my class about Mrs. Zim, the new teacher. I honestly was terrified of this new teacher. I did not want the summer to end.

            That summer, I was nine, my family went on a vacation to Scotland. On the long road trip I noticed I had begun to pull my hair. I don’t remember my ritual at the time. I remember that I was embarrassed and hid the hair deep in the car seats and looked up to see that my parents had not noticed the piles of hair that were accumulating. I was pulling from the back of my head, an area in which I haven’t pulled in many years, it is now full length and healthy. I think it was a few days later we were about to go to supper when my mother noticed my hair. She called me over and sat me on the bed. She pulled my hair back and called my father over. They were horrified and didn’t understand the large bald spot. They kept asking me why I was pulled. I couldn’t answer. I didn’t know. There was no reason. I couldn’t tell them that it was because it felt good, I felt relaxed when I did it. Finally, my parents decided that I was pulling the hair due to irritation. They suggested that I pull it back into a pony-tail and on we went to supper. However, from that moment I knew something had changed. For the rest of the evening my parents looked at me and I knew they weren’t satisfied with their own answer and they knew it was something more too. 

Looking back I remember how I felt.

Ashamed
             Lost
                       Upset
                                    Embarrassed
                                                         Helpless

I often feel the same when my parents bring up my pulling now.

When school started again I had thin hair. 

Rant #1... What Not To Say

These are the things people say that bother me.

1.  "Just Stop"  I hate when my parents say that I doing well when we all know that it is getting worse and when they say “just stop”. I cannot describe how much that pisses me off. I sure it goes for everyone who suffers from Trich. 
2. "Your hair is growing!”   When my mother says “Sarah! Your hair is growing!” When clearly it is not. She uses her fake voice too. I know she is trying to help but  My friend has been very supportive of me. She has known me since grade 6 and I told her about Trich when I was in grade 9. So she was my friend through it for awhile and still accepted me. She is one of those “it” girls yet she has the kindest heart. I can’t believe I am her friend. I love her to death. The other day she was at my house and she told me that her boyfriend’s sister has it. I lost my appetite. I can’t stop thinking about this girl and what she’s going through. I know exactly what she is going through. 
3. About other people with Trich   Seriously last time I check it wasn’t “tell Sarah about this girl I know that has Trich” day. So don't tell me about somebody with it because I have enough to stress about. Last night my friend told me that this girl she sits next to in class who pulls her hair. Another friend of mine told me of her boyfriend's sister who she thinks has it. So, I lived with this habit thing whatever for 9 years and I have only known of one other person that has it now I hear that a ton of people have it in close relation to me. Awesome. What I am suppose to do?!?

Trich? What the...?

What the heck is Trichotillomania? I feel as if those who might read this blog should be educated on what the heck I am talking about.
Well, in basic words, a person pulls out their hair.
Research it.