My biggest insecurity while growing up is my hair, the fact that I don’t have it and the weak edges. Family members, school teachers, mates mock me for it, and expect me to take it as a joke, I was even nicknamed grandma in primary school. I was at work yesterday and I removed my cap to wear my wig, my supervisor got to see my hair and she started laughing uncontrollably, asking if rat ate my hair, and apologising in between the laughter and jest. It took self control for me not to clap back with her failed marriage. People can be really insensitive. I didn’t create myself and I have used various products without seeing improvement, it was really annoying.