My name is Caitlin, I have been dealing with trich for almost 7 years. It started when I was in the third grade and I'm going into tenth. I used to have almost no hair on the entire top of my head, eye lashes, and eyebrows. People used to ask me if I do it on purpose or if I have cancer. I used to get teased at school and would end up staying home because I was too sad to focus. I would put my hair up in a spout type thing until it got to the point where I did not have enough hair. I then used head bands and makeup to make me look normal. Now I just part my hair over my bald spot so nobody notices. I was very depressed and told my mom I had suicidal thoughts, I was twelve. I begged her not to tell my psychiatrist but she did anyway. He then always asked me for a year or so why I wanted to do it. But it was just thoughts so he just made me feel worse. We did not have much money so my dad blamed me for needing medicine. My dad never liked me that much and he told me I wasn't pretty because of my hair. He told me some places wouldn't hire me. A month ago I read a poem to my class about trich and got mocked and laughed at. I went home in tears and locked myself in my room. I'm on this sight so o can meet people in the same situation as me and possibly make friends who can understand me. This is me.