The very first time I noticed my temples receding was when I was 23 years old after I removed my micro braids. It never really struck me to be a hair loss issue as much as I figured it was because of the constant pulling. Therefore, like anything else insignificant, I just shrugged it off. Months later, I discovered that even more of my edges were missing. Why was this happening? I was beside myself at this point and bought everything off the shelf containing the words “re-grow hair.” This was becoming costly and I was becoming irritable. I stopped using hair gel, I quit pulling my hair tight and I treated my hair weekly, but it still never grew back. Therefore, what was causing this and why was it progressing? At some point I just gave up and starting filling in the thin spots with dark make up. Why not? It was a quick and easy fix, right? I spent the next six years dabbing and filling in as needed but I was still conscious about it. I did not work out because the sweat would wash it away and I dared not to go swimming. This temple thinning problem was consuming my already sparse social life and me. I’d had it and enough was enough!
The next day I went to my stylist and asked her advice since she has visibly done such an amazing job in maintaining the hair health and length of the women who frequent her chair. Therefore, I figured, she must know the answer to this most perplexing issue. She recommended I take prenatal vitamins and use Dr. Miracle hair products, more specifically the temple and nape balm. Of course, I hung on to every word she said as I deemed her a hair care expert. After leaving the salon, I ran out and purchased some prenatal vitamins that were so big I could barely swallow them. Uggh! Again, I ran out to my local beauty supply store and bought everything that said Dr. Miracle on the packaging and rushed home to begin the regrowth process. While I am not a huge fan of the smell of some of Dr. Miracle’s products, I must say that the Feel It Formula, shampoo, and conditioner made my hair feel so clean and soft. I continued using these for a while but I could not stand the smell anymore. The temple balm did not work for me. I was disappointed, yet again!
Ok, so what now? I have tried everything on the shelf, changed my whole hair regimen, and I religiously took those horse pills, but to no avail. Then it finally hit me like a ton of bricks. My mom has thin hair, my sisters have thin hair, and so do my aunts. Eureka! Of course! What else could it have been? That nasty uninvited culprit called Genes. Yes, I finally realized that I was dealing with something much stronger than any products I ever used. My hair grew and was healthier, but the problem was still there. The thinning temples just would not go away. I did a little research and found that this is very common in Black women. Unfortunate but true as it may be, there was still more viable options in re-growing my temple hair.
Rogaine, Rogaine, Rogaine! Thank God for Rogaine! After seeing a doctor about it, he quickly identified the issue as a hereditary one. After going over my problem with a fine-toothed comb, he decided that Rogaine for women would be the best option. Sure, I had a few concerns as Rogaine is directly associated with hair growth for men, he assured me that the formula for women, which is two percent, was different and that my condition would get worse before it started getting better. Yikes! I guess I could not say goodbye to headbands and make up just yet. Well, if I lived with it this long what is a little while longer? I will admit that after some weeks had passed and my hair got even thinner, I was becoming anxious. However, around the fifth month of using Rogaine my hair started to grow back in places that had not seen hair in almost ten years. I was so excited my temple hair was finally growing back and within a year of my first treatment, my hair was thick and full again, just as if it never happened. My confidence and social life is now at a decent level and I can now do the things that I could not do before, and look great while I am doing it.