This year my eyebrows began to fade due to alopecia and the thought of constantly drawing on my eyebrows with make-up every morning never appealed to me. But as the universe would have it, I was given the opportunity to explore micobalding. 

Alopecia is an autoimmune disorder that causes the immune system to attack your hair follicles triggering the hairs to fall out. Cheltenham Ave discusses what it’s like learning self-love and how to live well with the stress of a changing appearance.

Getting locs was a commitment and losing them was devastating. I realized this loss was going to be permanent and that I had to take back control. I had to cut the remaining locs. Joy After Alopecia details my journey to finding happiness and goodness in all things despite the fact that I have Alopecia.

Alopecia is an autoimmune disorder that causes the immune system to attack your hair follicles triggering the hairs to fall out. Cheltenham Ave discusses what it’s like learning self-love and how to live well with the stress of a changing appearance.

Living a mentally luxurious lifestyle is about protecting your time, your energy, and worrying about yourself. But how can this mantra be put into practice? Here is what it means to worry about yourself…

Alopecia is an autoimmune disorder that causes the immune system to attack your hair follicles triggering the hairs to fall out. Cheltenham Ave discusses what it’s like learning self-love and how to live well with the stress of a changing appearance.

Along with feelings of embarrassment, I struggled with conflicted feelings of anger. I didn’t ask for alopecia. I didn't ask to be jeered at or ridiculed. It infuriated me that people couldn't be empathetic about something I have no control over. I was angry at myself, angry at my hair, and angry that I couldn't control my situation…

I was sitting at the family computer writing a history paper on a school night, and in typical stress mode, I ran my hand through my hair. That’s normal, everyone does it. What wasn’t normal was suddenly feeling a spot that was...smooth. Smooth as a baby’s bottom you might say. I immediately ran downstairs freaking out, and collapsed in my mother’s lap in a puddle of tears…