Denying alopecia?

I dreamed that I had hair. That in itself is not blog worthy, yet how I felt about my hair, I feel is.

In my dream, I suddenly remembered that although I was now owning long wavy brown hair, only months ago I had been bald from alopecia. 

In my dream, I remember thinking, "well so what, that is no big deal, that was in the past". 

So in my dream, I chose not to mention that I had had alopecia to anyone and just pretend that having a full head of hair, was normal for me, just like it was to everyone else. 

What is bizarre about this dream, which it obviously was, as today's mirror reflection was clearly that of a bald woman, is that this is how I think I would actually behave. 

I believe that if my hair did suddenly grow back, I do think I would move on quickly, and bury, possibly even deny, all the hardships that accompanied the long, lonely and unforgiving journey of female baldness. 

However I know this can no longer happen. This blog will ensure that nothing is forgotten. That each and every good, funny and painful memory is recorded. 

So even if the person in the dream becomes me, I will never be able to deny the existence of my story. This story. 

The story of my hairlessness.