Help For Julie – Please Share Your Thoughts

by admin on February 12, 2008

A woman named Julie left this as a comment on this thread today:

I have moved it here so that it will be more visible to other women so they can offer some words of support and help.

“omg i have contemplated suicide for 3 yrs now as i’ve begun to lose my hair and been to dr after dr after dr, they have given me dx’s only to retract them and say no its this… no its this.. so i dont know to this day what is wrong… pls can someone help me.. i would rather die than shave it all off and wear a wig but its coming to that day soon when i will be bald.. i dont know how to handle it and i’m scared.. pls soemone help me.  I’m in Charlotte NC and am literally about to die.. i cant take it anymore and have sought remedies for these past 3 yrs and when people see me coming they dodge the other way as i’m always upset about it but i cant help it, are women supposed to deal with this and look like this.. i should be in the prime of my life and all i want to do is die…pls can someone email me if theres help or a group in Charlotte I can go to”

Dear Julie,

I first want to say, and you must believe I know what you are going through. I know the pain, the sadness, despair, depression and confusion that comes from suffering with hair loss as a woman. My hair loss began at 21, I am now 29. Over the years I’ve found myself so buried in sadness I never felt I could recover. I don’t know the particulars of your hair loss, I of course am not a doctor, but please share what you have been told and a little history about your hair loss and how it first began, and what treatments you have tried. I will do my best to help you in any way I can. For myself I hold in reserve that option to know I can always wear hair if I needed to. I’ve seen enough women with no hair actually wear hair to know how beautiful and undetectable it can be. True it isn’t our own hair growing out of our heads, but we can still look beautiful, feel good and live great lives filled with a lot of happiness. Hair loss isn’t the end. It is so easy to allow it to take over, to consume us, to change us and leave us feeling like a hollow shell of our former selves. But there is so much more. We are so much more than the sum of hairs on our head. Our lives are worth so much more than that. It is so important to think about how fortunate we are in so many other ways. When I feel weak and sad I look for strength in others who have conquered so much more, and are our out there living.

Please read Taylor’s Story, she is so inspirational. Here is the link:

Also here is a link to the story of a girl named Jordana

You are stronger than you imagine. You can get through this, please do not even consider suicide because of your hair loss. I get so sad when I read those words. Life is more than hair. I cry as I write this to you because I know the feeling intimately, I really do. I know what it is like to feel you cannot possibly live another day with the pain of seeing your hair get thinner and the worry of what the future will bring. But I have to tell you while I still have my insecurities I’m stronger today than I was 8 years ago when this all first started for me. You can get through this.

Please let me know more about your hair loss, the diagnosis you’ve received, treatments you’ve tried, when it first started, other medications you are taking and your age etc. I really want to help you the best I can.



Hair Loss Drove Me To SuicideI found this article that was posted yesterday on the site. It is about a woman whose hair loss nearly killed her. It is a very touching article so I’m reposting it here for all of the readers:

Shoving a handful of pills into my mouth, I washed them down with a big swig of vodka.

I didn’t even know what I’d taken – I’d grabbed whatever was in the medicine cabinet and hoped it would end my pain. Then, I called one of my friends.

“I’ve taken an overdose,” I sobbed into the phone.

My mum Teresa picked up the receiver downstairs and had heard everything.

She piled me into the car and took me to hospital, near our home in Bradford, West Yorkshire.


She kept asking. “My hair!” I cried. “No one knows what it’s like.”

Up until the age of 13, I’d been just like everyone else. Then, suddenly, my long brown hair started to fall out in clumps.

At first, it was just a few places, here and there. But, gradually, more patches began to appear. I tried covering it up, doing my hair in different styles, using hair thickening creams and sprays. But nothing worked. There was no getting away from it – I was going bald.

The doctors diagnosed alopecia. “We don’t know what has caused it,” the specialist said. “It could have been shock.”

One of my grandmothers has passed away and I’d moved house and schools.

But I’d never dreamed it would make me lose my hair.

Going to school became a nightmare. “Hey, baldie!” the kids would shout at me down the corridor. [click to continue…]