There was a time in my life when I never imagined I would be bald.
Like many African American women, I wanted thick, long hair. Mine would only grow to about shoulder length. I tried many products. Some worked a little. Some didn’t. But I accepted that maybe long hair just wasn’t in my future. Then everything changed.
The itching that wouldn't stop
I started using a popular oil that made my scalp tingle. It smelled minty and fresh. At first, I loved it. I thought it was helping.
I was wrong.
After a few months, my scalp began itching constantly. It burned. It felt like my head was on fire. My hairdresser noticed my hair was thinning, but we didn’t know why.
One day at church, my husband quietly told me I had a bald spot.
I didn’t believe him.
But when I looked in the mirror later, I saw a clump of hair missing from my scalp.
Within days, I lost all of my hair.
Not patches. Not thinning. Everything.
The Diagnosis
The dermatologist told me I had Idiopathic Alopecia
“Idiopathic” means there is no known cause.
He said my hair might grow back. Or it might not.
I was devastated. I cried constantly. I wore wigs all day. I would not let anyone see my bald head — not even my husband.
The doctor offered steroid injections. They were painful. I endured three rounds. I saw very little growth.
And my heart told me there had to be another way.
Learning Patience
During that time, my life was full of stress. A new job. Selling our home. Moving away. So many changes at once.
I began to believe my hair loss was connected to stress.
I stopped using all products. I prayed. I researched. I tried natural remedies. Nothing worked.
For almost a year, I had only peach fuzz and three large bald patches.
But then something shifted.
I felt led to start researching natural oils.
That was the beginning of something bigger than I ever imagined.