Chemo hair growth. It’s slow. I can’t pretend I’ve loved it.
Chemo hair growth.
Here is the last 18 months in a few seconds.
I hadn’t realized before having cancer how much I was self-defined by my long, blonde hair. I have always been sporty and tomboyish, so it didn’t matter that I dressed head to toe in black sports kit. I always felt feminine, confident, attractive - I felt like me - because of my long, blonde hair.
It shouldn’t be like that. We shouldn’t be defined by societe’s norms but that’s how I felt. So losing my hair was a really big deal.
But weirdly, I got used to it very quickly.
I actively loved the ultra short Sigourney buzz cut. It made me feel badass and invincible. Running your fingers over a few millimeters of stubble feels really nice!
The pink phase was fun. It was the first ‘hairstyle’ I chose. I loved it. Until it got too long, too wild and flopped.
Which left me with a choice of David Beckham 90’s curtains or a ridiculous Boris Johnson mop. Both of which were bloody awful.
I’m now in a sort of Posh, early 2000s era. I’m trying to grow the front out so I can tuck it behind my ears, while keeping the sides and back short and neat. It’s been a process. I nearly like it. I’m not sure where I’m going with it.
I’m frequently tempted to just shave it off again. A 1cm buzz cut feels amazing and is so easy. I seriously loved that phase. I’m pretty sure I’m not about to pull a Brittany, but who knows. Patience is not my strength and it would be really, really satisfying.
Growing out my hair is painfully slow. It’s now been 18 months since I finished chemo and Im not sure what my end goal is.
Currently, I’d just like to be able to tuck it behind my ears … and get rid of the grey and the frizz. Maybe a funky, surfy bob? It’s definitely time for something new.