Our customer C.M., who suffers from androgenic alopecia, is a guest blogger sharing her experience about her first wig.
After nearly four years of trying to cover my progressive hair loss, I finally got to a point where I had enough. I spent hours in the mirror rearranging my part, blowing hair forward to cover my sparse temples and blow-drying and spraying my hair to create any kind of volume to hide my thinning hair.
I had been to doctors and tried all types of treatments each time with the crushing blow when my hair showed no improvement. I finally realized I was a slave to my hair and didn’t want to be. I was tired of wearing hats all the time. I decided to bite the bullet over something I had been fighting against; I decided to buy a wig. I didn’t like the idea of people knowing I was wearing a wig, but I wanted hair more.
I searched the web endlessly for information about wigs. I found there where so many options. I made a list of what was important to me.
I wanted a wig:
That looked like hair and moved like hair
A natural looking part
Comfortable to wear all day long
Through the hair loss forums I heard about the company Freeda. I browsed their website and started feeling a little less glum about the whole wig thing. I could have straight hair, curly, thin or thick. The possibility of new pretty hair excited me.
I ended up with a shoulder length silky straight wig. I love the feeling of the hair swinging as I move. (My hair sure didn’t do that with the hairspray.) I felt self conscious when I first starting wearing my wig but today it’s just part of me. I had a coworker tell me that my hair looked different and I answered that I had styled it. Mostly no one else noticed, just comments about how nice my hair looks!
Today I feel free of my hair loss. I don’t spend hours in the mirror examining the balding areas and working to cover them. I don’t stress about the damage I am doing to my hair with the constant blow drying. I am ready to leave the house with perfect hair in under 3 minutes. This wig has changed my life.