Hair today, gone tomorrow:
Fact: I have been struggling on a very personal and emotional level, for going on over a decade now. Always in a constant and bitter war, one that I have been forever destined to lose… against my hair. Born with naturally thin and flighty hair, I stood on fairly shaky ground to begin with, but somewhere in my mid twenties, my hair started to evacuate my scalp much like rats deserting a sinking ship. My hair has always been a bit of an enigma. As a child I wore a bowl cut, in my adolescence it was kind of floppy with them (at the time) trendy 90210 sideburns. As an adult I wore it short and neat, then long and wild, then back to short again and always with a beard, because:
Around the same time in 2003, Steve Burns (of Blue’s Clues fame) was releasing his first rock album – Songs for Dustmites, which you can and should listen to right here:
And you know what? Everything is just as it should be. Accepting this change is not necessarily a good thing or a bad thing, it’s in fact just reality. It’s unchangeable. In the end, it came down to self confidence, which let me let you in on a closely guarded secret about your’s truly: nobody loves me, more than me. I get to live with me 24/7, which means that every second of every day of my life I am invited to a non-stop party with the most awesome person I know – me! Essentially, by getting myself all worked into a snit about my fleeting hair, I was effectively ruining my own lifelong party, which was clearly unacceptable. And there you have it. Once my brain figured out that the only person who cared about my balding head was me, I just let it go… much like it had let me go beforehand.
Change is constant. It is happening all the time. Sometimes it’s wrinkles, or grey hairs or even no hairs, and that’s just fine. You don’t need cosmetic surgery or butt hairs glued to your scalp, you just need to accept that you’re growing up and as a result your body is changing to reflect reality. You can’t have that eternally young sheen forever, nor should you try to pretend that you have it when you clearly don’t. I’m not suggesting that you throw in the towel and resign yourself to senior citizen status in your thirties/forties, I’m merely suggesting that we all should embrace the changes that our bodies are going through as opposed to trying to modify our bodies to fit some Peter Pan like desire to remain forever young. Worry about the things that you can change: healthy eating habits, exercise, hygiene, etc. and leave the other unhealthy obsessions alone, as they will likely only make you miserable in your perilous pursuit to attain them. Take it from me and Steve Burns, making a statement of acceptance is a good thing, and know always that we affirm you:
Have a great day being you – just the way you are! We affirm you.
Update: August 2017 – I have finally gone Full Melon Jacket. Shaved it all off, smoother than a baby’s rump. I dig it. Feels right. Check it out!