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Sharon's Story
As requested, I will prepare for you my story from the beginning when I lost all my hair. My childhood was not the best situation due to the fact that my parents really did not get along. So, it is very hard for me to remember too much of my childhood and exactly what happened. All I can say is that at the age of 13 my hair started falling out and we began noticing "bald spots". I do not remember just how long it took, but before I knew it, I had lost all my hair. It was devastating and I knew what was facing me ahead. It was going to be a long road, especially being a young child. I was taken to a specialist who told me I had alopecia and he thought it was due to "stress" . There after I went for many different treatments, medicines, ultra violet lights, etc. without any success in regrowing the hair back. I dont recall at what point my parents finally stopped all treatments. I was not able to have a wig right away because my parents could not afford one after checking into them. All they made at that time was human hair wigs and mine would cost $400. So, I had to go to school with a scarf on my head until the wig could be purchased. Now, how ridiculous did this look?? You will see in the photos I am placing in my album. The children at school were very cruel. They would wait for me to arrive in the morning and harass me from the moment I got there. They would pull off the scarf, call me names and it continued. Just as I would get used to the students, it was time to move on to another school, Junior High, and then High School. The same thing happened, only the kids were older and it didn't matter. They whispered and talked about me no matter where I went. I was not thin either at that time, so being heavy and bald was not a real "fashion statement". I was not a social butterfly nor did I have many dates. I did manage to meet a nice fellow who I married at the age of 19 and had two lovely children with. Our marriage lasted 10 years and he moved on to another woman and another and another and another! (LOL) At the age of 32 I decided, after my second marriage, to try to see if there were any new treatments which might help my hair growth. I decided to take cortisone shots in my head and it brought about some hair growth, but still not a full head of hair. So, Ithought it was time to just stop the shots and any and all treatments. There was no success at all. They were extremely painful. Being bald has kept me from doing many things in my life that I might liked to have tried. It was always hard having to wear a wig and going swimming, skating, motorcycle riding, dating men, etc. and the list goes on. I was always fearful that my wig would fall off when least expected and yet another embarrassing moment would be had. Lord knows, I had plenty of those. I can look back at them now and laugh. I have never kept my being bald a secret to anyone. I felt by keeping it a secret to others, may only cause more embarassment to me. So, I would tell everyone I knew or met. The wigs got better and better and they were synthetic and easy to take care of. I never felt the need to go out in public bald as much as I do now. It just wasnt something I felt the need to do or wanted to do. It has just been recently that I have felt the need to "be myself". I have many funny stories to tell of things that happened to me. It was always hard dating a new man and having to tell him I was bald. It still is an awful situation for me and not accepting to those I have met, with the exceptions of a handful of men. It was not until I got on the internet that I felt I was able to be strong enough to tell the world and show photos of myself. I happened to run across a retired barber who wanted to shave my head (the little hair I had that grew and just looked ugly). I had never paid much attention to how bad it looked, but didnt really care because it was hidden under a wig. So, this man gave me a hot lather shave and I had the smoothest head and I loved the look and even better yet, the feel of the smooth head. It was a fabulous feeling and being shaved was a great feeling. Thus, I have kept it that way. It was at that time I was able to have my first bald photo taken of me and I began showing it on the internet and sharing some of my life on message boards, etc. Men sent me notes and were very supportive and I met some wonderful people as a result of it. So, I have tried to help others with the same disease by opening up these bald groups. Sadly enough, I cannot get people to speak with me as they are not feeling as good about themselves as I am with alopecia. It is very hard to come to terms with the disease and sometimes, one just never is able to at all. I guess I was lucky. I knew I had it and could do nothing about it. Doctors say.... THERE IS NO CAUSE AND NO CURE. So, what can one do? I thank everyone on the internet that I have met that has gotten me to be the PROUD WOMAN I am today. I am happy to love and support those in need. I have made a photo album with some pictures. The pictures include me at one year old with beautiful hair.... another at 10 years old with my family, before I lost my hair ... another of me wearing that "lovely scarf" before the wig, my very first wig and then my very first bald photo taken. Thank you all for reading my story. If anyone would like to comment or chat with me personally, please feel free to do so. Any other questions, I will gladly answer. Many Hugs and Smiles BALD AND PROUD ~~ Sharon ~~
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