I love my hair.
In fact, as superficial as it may sound, I wish I could keep the hair on my head to the end of my last breath. So when my brother told me that I was going to go bald because of our mother’s genetics, I was ready to jump off a cliff to save myself the dreadful ordeal of hair loss. But thankfully I didn’t, which is why I’m writing this blog. Partly because I want to establish scientific evidence and debunk myths, and partly because I want to console myself.