Hello, my name is Carol, and I suffer from Trichotillomania.
You know people often say they are so mad or stressed they "want to pull their hair out".
Well, I don't have to be stressed or mad. I just pull my hair out.
But it isn't all the time. Just when my hair reaches a certain length.
Once it reaches this "magic" length, I start playing with it, and pull it out. Usually it is just a strand at a time. But after you do it a while, it can have consequences.
Once I get my hair cut short again, I stop. If my hair doesn't reach that "magic" length, I don't pull out my hair.
The term for this is Trichotillomania.
I think I first noticed doing this back in college. I think it started when I stayed up for three or four days in a row to get a project done for a Public Relations group project I was working on.
After college, it would come and go, but there are times when I would really have quite a bare patch on the crown of my head. Ask my hairdresser. She'll tell you. I think she is very relieved that I get my hair cut in time now, and don't wait until the bare patch returns.
It really drives some of my family members crazy when I start playing with my hair.
But I've learned to manage it. I am fortunate. All I have to do is get my hair cut, and it goes away.
That is why my hair never gets very long anymore.
I have to keep it short to keep the hair pulling at bay.