I think I am in denial about my hair. This is the second day and probably fourth pile (<—–like this photo) from simply combing my hair with my brush. It started just about 2 weeks after the start of treatment. Yesterday I wore it in a pony tail and claw clip just to keep it from falling all over the house, into my food and onto the white floors. Today I am doing the same, hoping I can get up the nerve today or tomorrow to go through with donating it in roped off sections, then to shave it clean bald. I just don’t feel ready. I feel mad!