vipergts
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Hi Folks,
First of all I would like to thank all the members of this forum for all the advice and moral support I have received over the last year or so. It seems that we are all fighting a battle that we would inevitably lose as there is no real cure for hairloss. I salute all the gladiators who stand in this battlefield we call male pattern baldness.
Right now I am going through one of the most negative states of mind that I have ever encountered. I have tried all the snake oils and pills out there (with the exception of dutasteride) and nothing seems to work. About 1.5 years ago life was so damn good. I had super thick hair and my routine seemed to be giving me at least some maintenence. I used to be so positive and outgoing! I used to love looking into the mirror and styling my hair! I would be brimming with confidence when I made presentations to clients and collegues. It seems now all of that positive energy has been drained out of me and merely a lifeless shell remains. I just go through the motions now, not caring about anything or anyone around me. I have become somewhat of a sociopath and avoid any contact with the oustside world. I am even trying to convince my boss to let me work from home on a permanent basis. THIS IS HOW MUCH HAIRLOSS HAS IMPACTED ME....IT HAS RUINED MY PERSONALITY, MENTAL STATE, CAREER AND ALL MY RELATIONSHIPS. I feel DEFEATED each and every day. No matter how much minoxidil I apply or how much propecia I swallow, my hair continues to fall out at the same rate. The thing that KILLS me is that I am fighting for the dear life of my hair with ALL the proven treatments out there and more, but I am getting NO SUCCESS at all. This would be totally acceptable had I done nothing but ever since I started Propecia (now on month 9) all I have seen is an acceleration in my rate of loss. Obviously no one can explain this at all and everyone claims that there is no way propecia could be causing hair loss to increase. This creates further confusion and ambiguity as I am already well below baseline (at least by 40 percent in the crown). My passion for life and meeting people is gone. I used to love working out and now every time I lift heavy I notice that I shed significantly more - no question about it. This is why my workout schedule has become erratic and and lifeless. What's worse is that the depression and stress that one encounters through hairloss further accelerates the loss. It's a vicious cycle! At this point I just want my old self back...I used to be happy. The more I suffer from hairloss, the more I begin to see how much of it is a mental game. A game that I am losing so badly. I don't know what to do anymore guys....I hate to say it but sometimes I just don't even want to live such a shitty / incomplete life. I know that there are people out there who are worse off and have bigger issues, but I think the mental impact of hairloss is grossly underestimated. It's Saturday morning and a beautiful sunny day outside.....and I am sitting in a dark gloomy room with no desire to leave my home. This is not how I used to be.
First of all I would like to thank all the members of this forum for all the advice and moral support I have received over the last year or so. It seems that we are all fighting a battle that we would inevitably lose as there is no real cure for hairloss. I salute all the gladiators who stand in this battlefield we call male pattern baldness.
Right now I am going through one of the most negative states of mind that I have ever encountered. I have tried all the snake oils and pills out there (with the exception of dutasteride) and nothing seems to work. About 1.5 years ago life was so damn good. I had super thick hair and my routine seemed to be giving me at least some maintenence. I used to be so positive and outgoing! I used to love looking into the mirror and styling my hair! I would be brimming with confidence when I made presentations to clients and collegues. It seems now all of that positive energy has been drained out of me and merely a lifeless shell remains. I just go through the motions now, not caring about anything or anyone around me. I have become somewhat of a sociopath and avoid any contact with the oustside world. I am even trying to convince my boss to let me work from home on a permanent basis. THIS IS HOW MUCH HAIRLOSS HAS IMPACTED ME....IT HAS RUINED MY PERSONALITY, MENTAL STATE, CAREER AND ALL MY RELATIONSHIPS. I feel DEFEATED each and every day. No matter how much minoxidil I apply or how much propecia I swallow, my hair continues to fall out at the same rate. The thing that KILLS me is that I am fighting for the dear life of my hair with ALL the proven treatments out there and more, but I am getting NO SUCCESS at all. This would be totally acceptable had I done nothing but ever since I started Propecia (now on month 9) all I have seen is an acceleration in my rate of loss. Obviously no one can explain this at all and everyone claims that there is no way propecia could be causing hair loss to increase. This creates further confusion and ambiguity as I am already well below baseline (at least by 40 percent in the crown). My passion for life and meeting people is gone. I used to love working out and now every time I lift heavy I notice that I shed significantly more - no question about it. This is why my workout schedule has become erratic and and lifeless. What's worse is that the depression and stress that one encounters through hairloss further accelerates the loss. It's a vicious cycle! At this point I just want my old self back...I used to be happy. The more I suffer from hairloss, the more I begin to see how much of it is a mental game. A game that I am losing so badly. I don't know what to do anymore guys....I hate to say it but sometimes I just don't even want to live such a shitty / incomplete life. I know that there are people out there who are worse off and have bigger issues, but I think the mental impact of hairloss is grossly underestimated. It's Saturday morning and a beautiful sunny day outside.....and I am sitting in a dark gloomy room with no desire to leave my home. This is not how I used to be.