Permanent Hair Loss?

:)  I am getting used to it a bit.  I am now seeing a psychologist for depression and I don't know if it helps but it doesn't make it worse.  I miss being pretty (even though I am older :) )  I miss being feminine.  I miss going to the hairdresser and feeling good about how I look after it.  I miss doing girl things where looks matter.  Sometimes I forget and then glance in the mirror and see my elderly aunty with the motheaten hair and bald patches as she was just before she died.  That's the new me now.  I have taken to dragging the whisps of hair up to cover the baldest bits and holding them there with a scrunchy.  It looks awful but a lady with bald patches in between fuzz isn't a good look either.  Life goes on I suppose.  People keep telling me how lucky I am to be alive.  It's hard for me to believe that but I guess they must be right.