Thickandthin
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Born with terrible flat feet (my arches are convex rather than concave)
By 8 I was in glasses, vision has steadily gotten worse
I'm left handed (not really "bad" per se, but a disadvantage in society)
Had acne in my teens
Very prone to stretch marks, have them on my back, ***, thighs, knees, etc.
Introverted personality with tendency to become depressed, not talented at anything
Constant redness on cheeks due to apparent rosacea
And now the granddaddy of them all, a nice receding hairline (NW2.5ish) at 22 years old.
I could live with everything else just fine, but the hairloss seems to effect me in a pretty profound way.
When my hair is wet and combed back right out of the shower, my receding hairline makes my already huge head look even bigger and more ridiculous. I've had a NW1.5 on one side since 16 or so, while the other side was NW1. Within the last year and a half the NW1.5 side went to a 2.5, and the 1 side went to a 2 with thinning in a 2.5 pattern. I used to spread my hair across my forehead from the NW1 side, but now it's pointless because it's the same as the other side.
Now, with all that said, I'm not terribly depressed by my situation. I've got a few good things going for me......I'm a decent height (6'0"), have a decently attractive face, and I have a "mesomorph" body type meaning I put on muscle very quickly. I also seem to be somewhat attractive to women, and have a pretty cute girlfriend. But at the same time I cannot help but look at all the crappy stuff I've dealt with over my short life and get down about it. If I started going bald at 40, even 30, I'd feel much better about things, but I honestly had about 3 years of not having to worry about my appearance (the time between my acne problem being over and hairloss becoming noticeable) and now I'm right back into that mindset.
I know I'm better off than a lot of people, but all these problems, particularly ones concerning my appearance, have taken a toll on my mental well being. I used to get so down about breakouts, but now they seem trivial considering their temporary nature compared to the slow, inevitable decline of balding. Sometimes when I comb my hair back taut I don't even recognize myself because of the recession. And the worst part is knowing it's only going to continue, and continue, and continue.
I have fincar coming in the mail and when I read the success stories forum I feel so much better about my situation and am filled with hope that it will do the trick and thicken things up and maintain for years to come. But then I start reading in the other forums about how people are having massive shedding, losing ground, not regrowing, etc, and I feel completely defeated and hopeless. I don't want to have to shave my head. I don't want to have to get a hair transplant. I don't want to have to constantly be styling my hair in new ways to disguise my growing forehead. I don't want to watch my looks fade with every passing month and year. I don't want to look at every NW1 I see with envy, awe, anger, and feelings of inadequacy. I don't want to have to take a drug for the rest of my life just to delay the inevitable.........f*** it.
By 8 I was in glasses, vision has steadily gotten worse
I'm left handed (not really "bad" per se, but a disadvantage in society)
Had acne in my teens
Very prone to stretch marks, have them on my back, ***, thighs, knees, etc.
Introverted personality with tendency to become depressed, not talented at anything
Constant redness on cheeks due to apparent rosacea
And now the granddaddy of them all, a nice receding hairline (NW2.5ish) at 22 years old.
I could live with everything else just fine, but the hairloss seems to effect me in a pretty profound way.
When my hair is wet and combed back right out of the shower, my receding hairline makes my already huge head look even bigger and more ridiculous. I've had a NW1.5 on one side since 16 or so, while the other side was NW1. Within the last year and a half the NW1.5 side went to a 2.5, and the 1 side went to a 2 with thinning in a 2.5 pattern. I used to spread my hair across my forehead from the NW1 side, but now it's pointless because it's the same as the other side.
Now, with all that said, I'm not terribly depressed by my situation. I've got a few good things going for me......I'm a decent height (6'0"), have a decently attractive face, and I have a "mesomorph" body type meaning I put on muscle very quickly. I also seem to be somewhat attractive to women, and have a pretty cute girlfriend. But at the same time I cannot help but look at all the crappy stuff I've dealt with over my short life and get down about it. If I started going bald at 40, even 30, I'd feel much better about things, but I honestly had about 3 years of not having to worry about my appearance (the time between my acne problem being over and hairloss becoming noticeable) and now I'm right back into that mindset.
I know I'm better off than a lot of people, but all these problems, particularly ones concerning my appearance, have taken a toll on my mental well being. I used to get so down about breakouts, but now they seem trivial considering their temporary nature compared to the slow, inevitable decline of balding. Sometimes when I comb my hair back taut I don't even recognize myself because of the recession. And the worst part is knowing it's only going to continue, and continue, and continue.
I have fincar coming in the mail and when I read the success stories forum I feel so much better about my situation and am filled with hope that it will do the trick and thicken things up and maintain for years to come. But then I start reading in the other forums about how people are having massive shedding, losing ground, not regrowing, etc, and I feel completely defeated and hopeless. I don't want to have to shave my head. I don't want to have to get a hair transplant. I don't want to have to constantly be styling my hair in new ways to disguise my growing forehead. I don't want to watch my looks fade with every passing month and year. I don't want to look at every NW1 I see with envy, awe, anger, and feelings of inadequacy. I don't want to have to take a drug for the rest of my life just to delay the inevitable.........f*** it.