Now I’m sitting here looking up clinics in Turkey like this is just where my life ended up.
When strangers stare at me for even a little too long, my brain immediately assumes it’s because I’m bald. Maybe it isn’t. Doesn’t even matter at this point. I still feel ashamed. I’ve pretty much given up on dating too.
I’m thinking about getting a hair transplant and fixing my jaw while I’m there. Honestly, flying out, getting surgery, and recovering sounds easier than acting like none of this bothers me.
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