premise: They donate wigs to women going through cancer treatments ( they also only require you to donate 8 inches ) , which was exactly what I wanted . After having two beloved aunts and a dearly loved grandmother all suffer through breast cancer , I knew this was the right choice . Tuesday afternoon , I walked into the salon and said au revoir to ten inches of my hair . Ten inches that had been with me through all my infertile struggles . Ten inches that mocked me for failing . What probably happened after this story ?
hypothesis: The narrator donated their hair