Hairtomorrow
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Hey forum,
I've lurked these posts since the very beginning of my hair loss, at times searching tirelessly for solutions to what was a gradual, but losing battle.
In my early adolescence, I noticed that my hair had changed slightly. It was still everywhere on my scalp, but it was becoming finer and losing some of the weight it once had. I've always had very thick hair up to that point, which I would usually allow to grow unstyled and long-mid-lengthish, something of a "Jew-fro". It's texture was always somewhat wavy though, not curly. As if it started off straight, but became more unruly and wavy as time went on between washing. So I noticed the change in texture and became alarmed enough to seek out the help of a dermatologist. At this point, I was 21.
I was prescribed propecia, 1mg, and had to take it once a day. Forever. And ever.
...
I was pretty bummed at this news, but as someone with a generally sunny outlook on things (realistic tho), I manned up and acknowledged that this minor annoyance pales in comparison to the dread of losing my hair any more than I had already. At this point, I was shedding, and I would notice hairs on my pillow and bed sheets. I still had no bald spot, but somewhat thinner hair all around then I once had. Except in the back, under the crown. Like all people who start to thin do.
The propecia worked, and had no side effects, although at times, I think the idea of erectile dysfunction being caused by it sort of became a self fulfilling prophecy. There was a part where I had to see if that was real or not but it seemed to be something I was more or less able to overcome mentally. That's kinda awkward to add in. But this is intended to be a thorough report so for all those who would benefit from this, have some.
My hair stopped falling out after a massive shed, and briefly grew longer and thicker than I think I had ever seen it grow in my life. Then, after say, a year, it started to shed again, here and there. At this point, I was 22... .5
22 and like. A half.
... Just for accuracy' sake
And had enjoyed one of the best years of my life.
After this, a year later, my hair had decreased a bit I'm volume, with a bit of an accentuated pace for the hair on the crown, which seemed to show scalp sooner than anywhere else.
So at 23 I took to styling it so that the only person who'd know this was me. For the most part, my frontal hair was still so thick that it would do it's thing and still looked awesome, although the back was starting to need some styling. I also started to shave the sides and the back down a bit lighter than usual because they grew faster than anywhere else and looked off unkept.
For the next year, things were pretty chill. Hair long. Still looked pretty great. Got a girlfriend. Hair long. Still great. For say, a bout a year more. By then, I noticed that the crown area had thinned considerably (again, to me, no one has ever noticed or brought a bald spot to my attention) and that the spot needed a definite styling routine to be concealed although it had not yet become so thin that this was as much of a pain in the *** as it was to become.
From there things took a turn for the worse.
Things at work became unsteady, girlfriend and i started arguing a lot because she was going through some heavy stuff, and in short, the next year and a half was very stressful. So by switched up I pretty much mean my life was exploding. Skipping all the chaos, fast forward to now, after dealing with all that AND other crazy life stuff as well as the post-game **** show that is the death of a relationship, I found myself in a distinctly less hairy place.
My temples had thinned a bit. The top middle part of my head had appeared to be less dense. It kinda stood weird. Like it had just become more unbendy or lacked more of itself to curl the way it did. But it was still able to grow all over my head. At this point, I had to style with various things to achieve density. Mousse. Leave in conditioner. Mad ****. And those products take somewhat of a toll on your hair's happiness also. Most of them are alcohol based and dry you out. Gel was used to throw parts in to a shape that looked as though it'd go that way.
I concealed it well. But the styling was evident. Something was going on. And that something was hair loss. I had avoided it for all these years, but my current tools had given way to the floodgates of thinning and my crown now had something of it's old appearance, but as though just one more thick lock would make it complete but it had vanished. I had to spread it out to cover the scalp or super light shining on it would show scalp. Mild light even. Sort of. Like. Of one one told you, you'd see it. Just enough to work it. Good hair to start with really pulled through there. But it was getting thin still.
So at this point I'm like ****. That's it for me. I fought the good fight. But I can't lie, I was super unhappy about it. So I figured, in my losing state, there had always been one thing that had been spoken of as a great risk, but to others, the promise of a great reward, if someone were willing to take a once a day pill routine to the next level of adding an application twice a day to the mix, one could perhaps have hair once again where there was near none but thin....
Pt. 1 end.
I've lurked these posts since the very beginning of my hair loss, at times searching tirelessly for solutions to what was a gradual, but losing battle.
In my early adolescence, I noticed that my hair had changed slightly. It was still everywhere on my scalp, but it was becoming finer and losing some of the weight it once had. I've always had very thick hair up to that point, which I would usually allow to grow unstyled and long-mid-lengthish, something of a "Jew-fro". It's texture was always somewhat wavy though, not curly. As if it started off straight, but became more unruly and wavy as time went on between washing. So I noticed the change in texture and became alarmed enough to seek out the help of a dermatologist. At this point, I was 21.
I was prescribed propecia, 1mg, and had to take it once a day. Forever. And ever.
...
I was pretty bummed at this news, but as someone with a generally sunny outlook on things (realistic tho), I manned up and acknowledged that this minor annoyance pales in comparison to the dread of losing my hair any more than I had already. At this point, I was shedding, and I would notice hairs on my pillow and bed sheets. I still had no bald spot, but somewhat thinner hair all around then I once had. Except in the back, under the crown. Like all people who start to thin do.
The propecia worked, and had no side effects, although at times, I think the idea of erectile dysfunction being caused by it sort of became a self fulfilling prophecy. There was a part where I had to see if that was real or not but it seemed to be something I was more or less able to overcome mentally. That's kinda awkward to add in. But this is intended to be a thorough report so for all those who would benefit from this, have some.
My hair stopped falling out after a massive shed, and briefly grew longer and thicker than I think I had ever seen it grow in my life. Then, after say, a year, it started to shed again, here and there. At this point, I was 22... .5
22 and like. A half.
... Just for accuracy' sake
And had enjoyed one of the best years of my life.
After this, a year later, my hair had decreased a bit I'm volume, with a bit of an accentuated pace for the hair on the crown, which seemed to show scalp sooner than anywhere else.
So at 23 I took to styling it so that the only person who'd know this was me. For the most part, my frontal hair was still so thick that it would do it's thing and still looked awesome, although the back was starting to need some styling. I also started to shave the sides and the back down a bit lighter than usual because they grew faster than anywhere else and looked off unkept.
For the next year, things were pretty chill. Hair long. Still looked pretty great. Got a girlfriend. Hair long. Still great. For say, a bout a year more. By then, I noticed that the crown area had thinned considerably (again, to me, no one has ever noticed or brought a bald spot to my attention) and that the spot needed a definite styling routine to be concealed although it had not yet become so thin that this was as much of a pain in the *** as it was to become.
From there things took a turn for the worse.
Things at work became unsteady, girlfriend and i started arguing a lot because she was going through some heavy stuff, and in short, the next year and a half was very stressful. So by switched up I pretty much mean my life was exploding. Skipping all the chaos, fast forward to now, after dealing with all that AND other crazy life stuff as well as the post-game **** show that is the death of a relationship, I found myself in a distinctly less hairy place.
My temples had thinned a bit. The top middle part of my head had appeared to be less dense. It kinda stood weird. Like it had just become more unbendy or lacked more of itself to curl the way it did. But it was still able to grow all over my head. At this point, I had to style with various things to achieve density. Mousse. Leave in conditioner. Mad ****. And those products take somewhat of a toll on your hair's happiness also. Most of them are alcohol based and dry you out. Gel was used to throw parts in to a shape that looked as though it'd go that way.
I concealed it well. But the styling was evident. Something was going on. And that something was hair loss. I had avoided it for all these years, but my current tools had given way to the floodgates of thinning and my crown now had something of it's old appearance, but as though just one more thick lock would make it complete but it had vanished. I had to spread it out to cover the scalp or super light shining on it would show scalp. Mild light even. Sort of. Like. Of one one told you, you'd see it. Just enough to work it. Good hair to start with really pulled through there. But it was getting thin still.
So at this point I'm like ****. That's it for me. I fought the good fight. But I can't lie, I was super unhappy about it. So I figured, in my losing state, there had always been one thing that had been spoken of as a great risk, but to others, the promise of a great reward, if someone were willing to take a once a day pill routine to the next level of adding an application twice a day to the mix, one could perhaps have hair once again where there was near none but thin....
Pt. 1 end.
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