I worked with a lady that came into work one day with no hair. No one mentioned
it, no one talked about it. She was wearing a bandana so we all knew she was bald.
But I have ADD, and not so great control of my impulsiveness. Finally, near the end
of the night, I asked "So... can I ask, what happened to your hairs?"
She smiled and hugged me. I was the only person with the courage to ask. "My best
friend is pregnant, already has a 4 year old, and was diagnosed with cancer and her
boyfriend left her because it was too much. So I've been helping her out, being
supportive. And I promised her if she started losing her hair I would shave my head
too."
"Last night she called me, crying because her hair was falling out in clumps. I told
her I'd be there in 10 minutes. And when I arrived, she shaved me first, then I hug her."
Its the most supportive thing she could think to do.
-- credits to r3adytogiveprofile