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How Chronic Stress Caused My Hair Loss at 25 — and Became My Wake-Up Call to Come Home

  • Writer: Lana K
    Lana K
  • May 16
  • 5 min read

Updated: Oct 21

I remember a time, about 8 years ago, when I unconsciously added on a new layer of stress into my life.


To my shock, I was starting to go bald, hair loss at 25. It felt premature, unfair, like my body was aging faster than my spirit. I tried every mainstream remedy I could find. Shampoos, supplements, fad diets, scalp massages, natural oils, etc. but the harder I tried, the worse it seemed to get.


Each failed attempt only deepened the shame, the frustration, the sense that something inside me was really, really wrong.


It wasn’t just the fact that I was going bald in what was supposed to be the prime of my life.


It was the fact that all the suppressed stress I had been collecting inside (thoughts manifested as tension in my body) for decades, was now starting to show visibly through my physical body.


A girl sitting crouched down by a calm river.
The morning before my knee came out of socket for the third time since January. I could crouch down for the first time without intense pain.

The hair falling out was just one of many signs. My period was all out of whack, my face was constantly breaking out, weight was difficult to manage, I had bags under my eyes, and I was always tired. That's just to name a few, that any passing by stranger would immediately notice.


The most troubling, though, was what was happening underneath the skin. A trashed nervous system, a neglected mind, a clogged lymphatic system, a weak immune system, and a leaky gut with an imbalanced microbiome.


I had digestive issues causing bloat and intestinal pain alongside pain that came from the inside of the bones and seeped into every joint, nerve ending, and tightened every muscle to the point of intense hot tissue pain. The early stages of fibromyalgia and osteoporosis.


This was the reality I was waking up to. The hair falling out woke me up to all the other things going haywire underneath my pretty smile and big hazel eyes.


It took only another four years for these symptoms from all the original stress to become extra stress on top of all the stress I already had since birth. Physical symptoms that started to show and I slowly grew aware of, became scary thoughts before falling asleep at night. I worried and stressed even more from seeing the effects of original stress destroying my body, but I couldn't stop adding on. I just didn't know what to do.


You would think this is about the time I learned just how damaging stress was in my internal body, but life isn't ever that simple. It took another four years, eight since I was faced with the terrifying reality of going bald at 25, to learn how to destress my life. Effectively. For good.


For the last four years, I've been uber-focused on calming down my nervous system. Source guided me into understanding that it is the foundation of my health, and this is what I needed to focus my attention on.


A healthy, regulated nervous system is one of the most vital responsibilities we have in this life. Supporting it through consistent, nourishing habits should be a central focus, because without a strong nervous system, everything else begins to collapse.


I think we all understand how stress can be the number one killer.


More accurately, chronic stress significantly contributes to the leading causes of death: heart disease, stroke, diabetes, cancer, and autoimmune disorders.


Stress affects the nervous system, immune system, lymphatic system, hormones, and increases inflammation; all of which can lead to or worsen serious health conditions. It also contributes to unhealthy behaviors like smoking, overeating, alcohol/drug use, and lack of sleep or exercise. Further compounding health risks.


And though technically it's not a true statement to say, stress is the number one killer, the statement itself is the absolute truth, when we look at the root cause of all the other leading causes of death.


Long story longer, I ran myself into a corner and came to the realization that no one was going to do anything about this but me. No one could. And after all the doctors' advice, I realized I needed to be a big girl and do my own research on how to heal my body from the decades of my own neglect it survived through.


All the research led to practice and integration, then naturally to embodiment. Embodiment is the reward we receive from practicing the tools we discovered through research (studying your own psyche and consciousness). To integrate the tools to the point of natural embodiment, we must practice the tools until they can become a part of our being. This is the hard internal work that many talk about, but very few actually do.


It's hard. Like really fucking hard. Of all the people, trust me, I get it. The corner I ran myself into, flared up as fibromyalgia in my body. This is the reason I'm here, pouring my heart and soul into this website and brand. I completely understand how hard it is to find your way back into alignment. There's so much information out there, where do we start? Which doctor's advice do we listen to? Which news channel can we trust?


Haha, none of them. They're all feeding you fake information that triggers your mind to latch onto fear.


The doctors do their best with the education they've received, but they don't understand what they're doing. You see, the real doctors teach you how to listen, understand, and care for your own body, because they know that only you can know what you need. And then only you can do something about it. It's all fake.


This whole reality is ⎯ a clown world of fake shit and no one is coming to save you.


Which again, is why I'm here pouring my heart and soul into this blog post also, because I realize how fucking hard it is do it alone. I've walked this path alone, just like you are now. When I needed support, Source sent me incredible people to lean on and walk this path with. I learned through trusting blindly that everything was going to be okay, awesome actually, and that I wasn't alone, even though it certainly felt like it.


Today I walk life on the otherside of this world's reality. One that is drenched in love, joy, peace, and harmony. Stressfree. Completely.


If you're nodding because your body is also crying out in quiet desperation, or if you're tired of trying everything and still feeling like something’s deeply off — I want you to know that you’re not crazy, and you’re not alone.


You don’t have to keep running in circles, guessing, googling, or drowning in contradicting advice from people who don’t know your body, your pain, or your soul’s blueprint. I've walked this road. I’ve clawed my way out. And now, I’m here to walk beside you.


If you're ready to stop outsourcing your healing and start coming home to yourself, I invite you to set up a call with me. No pressure, no fluff — just a heart-to-heart with someone who gets it.


If you're aware of how stress is destroying your physical and emotional realities, I gaurantee you I can help you destress.


Let’s talk. Let’s see where you’re at. Let’s feel into what support looks like for you right now. You're not meant to do this alone. I'm here for you.


With love and adoration,

Lana


A girl sitting at the kitchen counter on her computer, smiling.
Sirloin Steak, Butter, and a Joint. It doesn't take much to make me happy.

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