It’s approaching that dreaded hour.
That hour you know it’s time to take a shower
You have prolonged it long enough
You don’t want to but know you must.
But what is all your worrying about?
It’s about your hair falling out.
You are full of so much despair
Because you just keep losing your hair
You feel horrid when you look at the drain. You grab the hair with angst and pain
You shout “What the heck is this about? Why the $&@/ is my hair falling out?”
You go see the doctor and he says “it’s just stress. Nothing to worry about!” Everyone is going through the same thing due to Covid 19 stress. Losing jobs, getting sick, and losing loved ones causes stress. Anxiety and depression are stresses that make you lose tresses.
What you don’t understand is why from the top of your head? Why not from your axilla or legs instead? He mentioned telogen effluvium as the diagnosis. You felt relieved to hear of the prognosis. Your hair will grow again. Amen.
You promise to become more stress free. You remember and say to yourself “Hair or no hair I am still me. ”
Love you all and I’m not lying at all. Is your hair falling out too? What are you doing to de-stress? Stay strong. If you would like to check a nice video about this topic see below.
Hugs from Brooklyn.
Staring at the mirror
Not liking what I see
I wish to be someone else
I don’t want to be me
My relection then speaks
“Who the heck do you want to be?
There is no one better than you and me.
So start smiling and be proud
No negativity is allowed.
You are amazing and you are great.
So stop it with all the self-hate.”
Have a great day.
If no one knows you, who are you?
Should you even exist?
I say yes.
You must persist!
The only one that truly matters is staring right back at you!
In the mirror.
Sincerely Guady G
Never stop loving yourself! You can defeat the obstacles that come your way. Exist, persist. Hugs from Brooklyn.
You are powerful beyond belief!
Inch by inch, square by square, I thought I knew you well. I was happy turning page after page. Enticement increasing as I read and reread. I didnt want to miss a single line. Every adverb, every adjective I wanted to memorize. The plot was interesting. You and I the main characters with the world on our side. But something changed …….and I got lost. Did I perhaps skip a page? Was I in the wrong story altogether? Anxiously I went back page by page. I then found tattered edges of where a page once stood. It had been torn out! Or was it stolen? Thinking back perhaps it never was there. My love story would not have an ending. Turning point was gone! Frustration set in! You tore it out! You were afraid of finally having a happy ending! You chose the abyss instead of me! What you don’t know or chose to ignore is that I’m a writer! I will rewrite your character out! Heck I’ll write my own love story! I’m tired of just being an insignificant character in yours!
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My words your words
Just letters add punctuation
So many emails in my inbox
Yet you were rendered speechless
You had no words to say
The alphabet is not quite the same
You are the one to blame
So many words so much to say
Yet you said nothing and ran away!
Now letters remain but no u.
Just lonely letters
And your hesitation
Sending hugs from Brooklyn to wherever you are. Remember there is no letter U in self love.