For me, the hair loss was the hardest part besides the initial diagnosis. Once it was gone, I was happy as a clam. Just that initial shock, then it was like, "OK, let's get on with things!". I am a take charge kinda gal, and for me, I had to take charge of this too. Before it started to come out, a couple days before, I had someone shave it off. THat was one of the hardest days of my life, I sobbed and sobbed. My wig looked awful. Then when it started to shed in the shower, I rubbed most of it out. I did not want to lose it slowly...but by that time it was just stubble and I was already detached from it, so I did not care.
Getting ready in the morning was much easier, for sure! Shower, makeup and go! I ended up getting rid of my wig after a couple days and got a new one which made me feel much better. I donated the old one to a wig bank, and and superstitiously have kept the other one. It is 5 years old now, I think it is time to let it go too!
And shame on those that tell you "It'll grow back!" Yes it will, but it does not acknowledge the pain you feel now. Allow yourself to mourn if you need to, and then this should be the last hard pill to swallow.