I’m Still Learning What It Means To Love Myself

I’m in my 20s, and my hair is falling out. Losing one’s hair as a woman is the ultimate betrayal. You lose some of your femininity, and it’s hard to ignore people who try to hide their stares. I’m still learning to live.

You Were Already Gone

You don’t always know when you’re seeing someone for the last time. But I know this time.