At this time my hair is at its longest at probably about 3 inches in length, in the last 8 years. Which quite honestly probably won't last long at all. Maybe you could go wig shopping with a friend, or someone close to you if that is all possible.
I'm sorry if that might not be an option Raven.
I know when my brother was diagnosed with cancer in his lymph nodes, well it resurfaced after a year anyways, and the hospital kept rescheduling his appointments again and again, everyone was pissed at that. Then the icing was finally when the surgery was supposed to happen, it was pushed back for a week. Those few weeks were a nightmare for me. It was about a few weeks when my dysphoria came to my attention and put my brain on overdrive. I was an emotional wreck. I was surprised I was able to work some days. Other days when it rained, it poured. Literally inside my head was a thunder storm of thoughts and crazy, I almost broke down several times at work. Luckily my boss seen that something was wrong that day from the first minute that I stepped in, so I worked far away from anyone, especially working retail, so I holed myself away working in the way back warehouse just about going crazy, listening to music, just about bawling my eyes out.
I'm so sorry that you had a bad day again. I hope all gets better. And yes, I do worry, I worry about you, I worry for myself, I worry for everyone. It doesn't solve anything, but naturally I care, and want to help in any which way I can. I wish you the best.
Let's all climb aboard the choo choo train to happiness
Kate♥