It's funny how little I think about what I've gone through. My cancer. I finally have gotten to the point where I feel like I can walk amongst society and not have a huge light up sign pointing at me saying "CANCER". It's taken me a very long time to feel comfortable enough to say that. It really has.
"I've learned to take it in strides and learn to still let my personality outshine my very obvious different look. Its all about your own perception."
There's was awhile where I wasn't certain that I would ever get here and be viewed as "normal" or not be stared at. I felt like a science excitement experiment sometimes and it was an awful feeling. To receive looks that were a mixture of pity and sympathy, was hard to swallow. I eventually overcame my insecurities about it and went around people anyway, regardless of how they looked at me. Now I finally don't have to worry about that.
When people look at me they just see a girl with short hair. Not a girl with no hair that must be battling something awful. I've slowly learned that it only matters how I see myself. How others gawk at me when they don't know what I've gone through, or think there's something wrong with me, it no longer matters. It did not really matter that much to me even when I was bald and sick, but not everyone is able to let those stares not affect them. It's very hard to still live your life even though you have become a human spectacle and every elderly person wants you to know they will be praying for you.
I've learned to take it in strides and learn to still let my personality outshine my very obvious different look. Its all about your own perception. I will admit I feel more comfortable mixing among my peers with longer hair, but it didn't stop me from still being among them before. Be unapologetically you. Always.