Clarkie's
Story
I'm really quite lucky. I have trich (self-diagnosed, I pull my hair and
I eat eat, basically.), but I have both my parents, food to eat, a roof
over my head. Nothing horrible has ever happened to me. I'm out going, self-centered,
a little wacky. I'm basically just a teenaged girl. But, sometime this spring,
starting in March, I think, I started to pull out my eye-lashes. It started
when I discovered, that, by pulling at my eyelashes, I could get any loose
ones. and, so, avoid getting them in my eyes. Well, I started to pull harder.
It got so I had the thinnest eyelashes you'd ever seen. Then I started plucking
hairs from my scalp and eyebrows. I would take medium sized peices of hair
and pull them out. Then I'd eat them. My part started to get bigger and
bigger. Then, as my hair started to grow back, I had fluff in my part. It
stood stright up. And when I bent over, you could still see where the hair
was thin, at the top of my head.
I am 14 years old. Almost 15. I've had Trich for less than a year. I'm really
not your average Trichster. I'm out-going, self-centered, loud. I'm not
at all shy. Not really even about my trich. I don't know what causes it.
I don't know what my 'problem' is. If only I knew WHY I could solve it.
But I don't know why.
I am lucky. My trich is only mild. I'll probably never pluck myself bald.
And, even if I did, I have very supportive friends and family. If you or
someone you love pulls, please, find out about Trich. Even if they can't
stop, knowing you care will make their life that much easier.
Love, Clarkie |
