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People are often moved by powerful questions such as "What would she think of me?" and phrases such as "I can't let anybody see me in this!". In general, we all care what the "world" thinks of us. No matter how much one denies that he or she doesn't care what the world thinks about them, it's hard to accept it. I have gone through this phase. There was something in my life that changed the course of the next couple of years for me. I was afraid to go out.
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People are often moved by powerful questions such as "What would she think of me?" and phrases such aslike "I can't let anybody see me in this!". In general, we all care what the "world" thinks of us. Nn o matter how much one denies that he or she doesn't care what the world thinks about them, it's hard to accept it.we deny it. I have gone through this phase. Thereand it was something in my life that changed the course of my life over the next couple of years for me. I was afraid to go out.
Unknown to me, in seventh grade I began to have soft bald patches in my thick black hair. My mother noticed and immediately consulted my pediatrician but I had to goI went through several doctors before they came to a diagnosis. I had Alopecia Aerate, a disease that causes hair loss. Like any boy I cried, because I didn't want to lose all my hair and becomelook like an old man at an early age. In most cases you only lose some of your hair and there's a 90% chance that it will grow back. Bb ut that was not true in my case. I tried homeopathic and allopathic treatments along with remedies to help grow my hair back.
I wasn't so lucky by the next year( eighth grade) I was only left with aonly had few strands of hair left on my head.because myThe doctor told me that I had a severe case and it wouldn't be growing backwon't grow back . At this point I didn't toldwant to tell any of my friends. ThenHowever , rumors started spreading that I had cancer and was going to die. People would come up to me and say "I hope you get better". Finally, I couldn't take my friends thinking I was going to die so I confided in one of my friendsthem and told him about the disease and that I wasn't going to dieI had., but instead of supporting me he spread more rumors that I was pulling my own hair out.
By the end of 8th grade I waswent completely bald., but I had permission from the school to wear hats, bandannas, and wigs., and for 9th grade I wore a wig. My mother also toldexplained to the school about my condition and helped cleared up all the false rumors. StillHowever, all the boys kept on making fun of me and made jokes ofabout my head. I stopped going out with friends, family and relatives. I hardly got out of my room when we had guests. In fact, I spent an entire summer inside the house,andwatchedwatching TV shows and movies all day. I would often think abouthow my life will be like when I would beam 30 and wonder that wasif it was possible there is someone else like me out there In this condition. My mother often used to tell me that I was the most courageous boy in the world. She was always optimistic and like a great friend. My mother even hired a tutor to home school me when I decided to take a year off from school.
My social life ended the day I gave up on myself. I would look into the mirror and wonder why me ? Why do I have to go through all this? Even though I was not fighting a deadly disease I'm fighting rumors and helping people understand my condition.While I may not be fighting a deadly disease I am fighting rumors and helping people understand my condition so I do not feel stigmatized anymore.
