|Me, in one of my favorite hats.|
(No makeup here, don't be scared!)
Before today, I was at the point where I would wear a hat places but take it off in stores. But, still, carry the hat...just in case. Just in case of what, I don't know. Just in case there was some crazy lottery where everyone with a hat in their possession won one million dollars? Just in case there was some devastating apocalypse where only hat wearers survived? Regardless, it made me feel better to know that I just had it.
Having the hat with me was like a signal to other people (in my mind) that I just had cancer. A signal that I didn't do this horrible haircut to myself on purpose! A signal that I'm not trying to look "cool" at 42 years old by shaving all of my hair off. As long as I had the hat with me, it served as an explanation.
Today, I went to the grocery store and I didn't take my hat! Not at all! Not even to the car so I could, maybe, change my mind later. I left all my hats at home. I thought long and hard about this. Was I ready to give up my security blanket so soon? Was I ready to face the world knowing that I would be judged for looking like this and not hiding behind a hat?
|Me, college years. Oh hair, I MISS YOU!|
On one hand, I hate how my hair looks right now. In my vain youth, I would have never been seen out in public looking like this! On the other hand, it's a badge of honor too. "Look at me! I made it! I survived cancer! I DID IT!" Unfortunately, I think I'm the only one who knows that it's a badge of honor and not just a really bad haircut.
I've had several people tell me that they love my hair. Some people, in fact, have told me that they love it now even more than when I had hair. I'm not sure whether to thank them or slap them. Was my "real" hairstyle so bad that I look better now this way?
|Closeup of the anarchy that is happening|
on my head right now.
Are hats a thing of my past? I can't be sure. It's nice to have the option to go without a hat but it's hard to do so when you hate what's on top of your head. But, hair grows only as fast as it grows (and mine does grow fast). This is who I am right now. It is a badge of honor, no matter if strangers know it or not.