Expressing myself through my hair is something I used to love. Over the years, I would experiment with the latest cuts, and have had perms and highlights. I even went through a pink dye phase. But I had no idea how fundamental my hair was to my sense of self until it all fell out five years ago.
The hair loss began quite suddenly, not long after my father died in November 2018. Handfuls came out each time I brushed it. Over three weeks, a large bald patch appeared on the side of my head.
‘I cried as we shaved off the last strands’
