Encouragement

I feel like its my job in the world to encourage other people. And I want to be the one that encourages other people to stop pulling their hair out too. My younger cousin pulls her hair and I write her letters a few times a month, but I hate giving her bad news-- that I'm still pulling. I want to be the person that beats this disorder. I want to be the encourager to other people. Yesterday was the single most stressful day at work I've ever had, and as much as I hate to admit it, I pulled a few hairs. I felt really bad afterwards. But today is a new day. Started all over, no more pulling after that!

Day 9

Day 9. This last pull streak wasn't too bad, so I looked at my hair in the mirror and it's almost long enough to let down! I've been wearing my hair half pulled up to cover up the damage I've done, but it's almost long enough to be let down again. I get really bummed almost every morning when I'm doing my hair, knowing I've done this to myself, but it's looking good And I'm so excited. Summer is coming and I just want to be like everyone else who doesn't have to be careful when it comes to the water because if my hair gets wet, someone might see. I'm taking lots of vitamins and eating lots of protein, vegetables and fruits, that's about all I've been eating, I'm trying to get my diet on track. The better the diet, the faster, longer and stronger my hair will grow. So far, so good.