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