A kind hello to anybody who may be reading.
I have posted my questions in the correct forum, but i am so miserable i really need to get how i am feeling down in writing… any comments are welcome and greatly appreciated. I am new to this site. Apologies in advance for any rambling…
It all started in Oz. Was low on cash, no hairspray or gel left. Had no time to shower so just put my hair in a pony tail. Had lots of stray hairs on my hairline all sticking out from greasness, so grabbed my tweezers and plucked them out thinking only about how to fix the problem there & then with NO thought about consequence. Probably no more than 10 hairs or so.
It’s four years on & I’m paranoid about & obsessed with the short regrowth all across my hairline. I’m certain the 10 or so hairs have turned into maybe 15 or 20 since I started plucking, either from accidentally plucking the wrong hair, or from plucking a hair which I thought I had plucked before.
I changed my hairstyle from a centre parting to a side one as the short regrowth has become more visible the more I pluck. I now wear it sweeping from the right to left & always have it clipped in place & hairsprayed to the max so there’s no way my hair can move & give anybody an opportunity to see the regrowth. I am bored of doing this with my hair everyday. When I walk into work in the morning & say hi to a colleague, the first thing I look at is their hair & their hairline. I find myself staring at the girl who sits opposite me. She has beautiful hair & I worry that maybe she can see I am staring at her hairline. I am jealous even though they are close friends, I wish I could wear my hair confidently the way they do. I will sit and watch tv & see people in commercials & soaps, but will concentrate more about how great their hair looks compared to mine than what the programme is actually about. I will walk round the supermarket & literally study people as they walk past me and I will say to myself " they are better & so lucky because they have perfect hair" - and I genuinely believe this.
I try to wash my hair everyday if I can, the stray, plucked hairs seem to be more noticable when my hair is a little greasy. Because I have been plucking them for so long now, they appear to be growing back in the direction which I have been plucking, (downwards), and not in the natural flow of the rest of my hair.
I will leave my plucked hairs to grow back a few centimetres & will usually pluck out before going out somewhere nice, or before going on holiday if know i’ll be at the beach & my hair might get wet & people might be able to see it. I’m getting a fringe cut in tomorrow so I can let it grow for as long as I can before figuring out how i’m going to fix this once and for all because i’m sick of it. Even after having plucked just half an hour ago, I still fear sitting in the chair at the hairdressers as the shampooist washes my hair. I worry that they will notice something strange when they are touching my hairline. I understand of course that I have created this paranoia & the chances that they are examining my hairline as they wash it are pretty much zero. Having a fringe may help to alter my mind set so I dont have to literally force my hairstyle to try and hide my hairline, I’m stressed and drained from wondering what I will do with my hair in the morning to cover it up, a fringe at least will stop these thoughts.
I realise that some people have far bigger problems than this, but I think the problem is I have allowed myself to become completely obsessed by it. I had kept this to myself for 4 years until last week. I told my boyfriend & he is being so supportive. He says he has never noticed & we have been together 3 years. I showed him the hair, but I was crying as I did it as I feel ashamed of what I have done to myself. He thinks a fringe is the best solution for now, we let it grow & then perhaps consider some form of permenant removal of the hairs which I have plucked.
I would be very interested to hear if anybody else has been through anything similar to what I’m going through. Everyone always tells me what beautiful long, dark, thick hair I have… but when they say it I don’t hear it & think to myself instead " if only you could see what I have done to it you wouldn’t be saying that". I will quickly change the subject because I have nothing good to say about my hair & don’t want to talk about it.
Any advise regarding how i might be able to move forward, and what might be necessary to do this would be greatly appreciated. I used to be so confident about my looks, just hope that maybe one day i’ll feel good about myself again.
Thanks again for any help or words of comfort offered.
D