It’s not easy to talk about, but invisible lace wigs were not forever my personal obsession. my journalism career was what I thought about every day. This applied until last week when my hair began to thin during chemotherapy. I determined that I wouldn’t condone the possibility of living as a bald version of Demi Moore by sheer dumb luck.
I imagined I lost confidence, lacking beautiful hair. It became clear that it would be impossble to realize wonderful hair. Man, how mistaken. Before I got wise and bought my real human hair wig, I went through a selection of silly fake wigs that got my texture all wrong. My husband Gordon introduced me to respectable, medical wig websites that carried lace front wigs that would suit me.
Anyhow, I biked to the Internet cafe and took a good look at their wigs. I discovered an array of beautiful, stylish wigs. Their amazing wigs for cancer patients did wonders for me.
Provided the perfect wig, a proud individual in my situation should foster courage while admitting to her hair loss due to cancer. I’ve never been more excited to parade my new hair styles. It meant a lot to me to actually exert my confidence again on the job.
Perhaps things are not as great as they seem, but remember my style is an important aspect of who I am. Is there more to being alive than an amazing flow of hair? Boy, I don’t care if someone told me otherwise. Its true, medical wigs offer an important option for stylish ladies who can relate.
I couldn’t tell you what this has brought me. Not many can tell the truth of me and wearing a wig. Anyhow that’s life, I’m merely glad to to strut my stuff. Having hair again enhanced living for me and everyone who depends on me.
Many might think this attitude is superficial. Oh well. I don’t care who you are, what creature comforts make existing on earth so amazing? Speaking for myself, the secret is friends and my hair.
Love Living,
Cassandra Sullivan
