I developed AU at age 8, (after having AA for two years). My parents were ashamed and basically clueless about it. I wasn't allowed to eat at the dinner table without my wig on. Needless to say, I held on to that shame for many years. I always called my wigs my "hair" because I couldn't say the word "wig." It took me a long time to accept this disease; and myself along with it. The way they dealt with my disease really affected me- literally for decades of my life. I was wondering if anyone else's parents had a hard time dealing with this...to the point of being embaressed and ashamed.