Solve For Happiness - A Successful Bald Guy Explains

[swingline747]

Good speech but its not anything anyone else hasnt said a hundred times before. I did like his replace happiness with fun tidbit but what if having fun is what makes you happy? On top of his separation, the definition/synonyms for happiness actually include fun in them.

I always think of this far side cartoon when stuff like this comes up.

His analogy about his son is also an extreme case where there is literally ZERO you can do, aside cloning or building his AI. When you talk about hairloss as happy/not happy there is almost always a "thing" you can do, be it treatment, procedure, systems etc. In many cases there ARE certain things you "can" do its just whether the "options" make you happy. Im not being negative because Ive kind of left most of that behind in the past bit but his entire shpeal is basically about fooling yourself into contentment, which is NOT bad by any means.

 

[Guzam]

There can be no gray solution unfortunately. Reality and people are mostly black/white. I tried the "magenta pill", it just doesn't work.

Mastering the redpill without becoming uneasy cynic bitter hunchbacks who grunt at people is the only way to master reality.

 

[PappinAce]

1. Don't tell me what to do and your bald spot is nothing major.
2. Nobody knows their balding pace, it may even stop itself.
3. I don't like sh*t on my head.Concealer is another story, but it sucks and I hate it + glue will kill the surviving follices. I don't use concealer everyday. In fact I rarely do.
4. If any of the tratments are out in 2018/2019 I'll have a decent chance of complete/partial recovery if I get an expensive hair transplant at good clinic. Assuming they arrest hairloss.
5. It's detectable and requires insane maintenance and may look like sh*t.
6. Gooby pls.
7. I don't want to wear a rug. If I get fucked to that point I'll be forced to do it.
8. It's f*****g expensive

As for the restart, my hair sure looks thicker in photos now and my scalp is not visible if there is no bright light(no concealer).As for their treatment, well it's a bit better, but the issue is the f*****g hairline.

i hope it works out for you in the next few years, and i'm sure it will in some form or another. the future is unpredictable and surprising.

 

[Captain Rex]

"Just because you're correct doesn't mean you are right" !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN???
Correct means right and right means correct - you are using words and figures to assert your point - strange - that's trump strategy
just have a look at this video

anyway all jokes aside, all that you said here is true.

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I haven't met a single girl in her late teens-early 20s who wasn't grossed out by baldness. The current generation of women have different values. In 1950s USA, 50 year olds married 17 year old girls and nobody gave a sh*t. Look up Charlie Chaplin. And women had less rights, far less rights back then + religious traditions. Now, women want pretty boys until they hit their 30s and "settle down". I guess, you never heard conversations between groups of young women, where the only thing they discuss is how some dude looks hansome and how all of them want his dick.

They have their shitty conversation and it's better to ignore these girls. I even got rejected badly by one of these girls. I don't give value to them those who judge us just by looks. They are just fuckable materials and nothing else. But not all girls are like that, some do care about behavior and most of the time, they are ugly/average or have seen the life from the other side.

Why be a person with limitations if you didn't have them before. Limitations create an obstacle, they must be eliminated. If you don't do that you will fail to fullfil your full potential in this journey of life.

if it is not possible to eliminate it, then what? you surrender to it. That's not the solution. Yes, if it is possible i would jump on it right now but we all know the truth - its out of our hand till now.

I have talent as a singer and an actor, but my looks keep me from achieving my dream of career in entertainment and I'm forced to study a boring subject in uni with people who had been drained of their youthful energy way before they were supposed to be, oh well at least they are not dead inside like me.

I feel for you brother when you are forced to do something against your will. I also have a lot of interest in music but then again I knew one thing LIFE - my parents won't even allow me to do it and the society would crush me even before I started. So I don't even bother to mention it to them. That's how you know your limitation. It's like a chess game where you don't have your queen. However, that doesn't mean the game is over.
So you are a talented singer but looks are bringing you down but how so?
I hope you heard of ALAN WALKER - dude that guy had no musical education but just look at him now - FANTASTIC! He composed his musics just with a software F L Studio.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alan_Walker_(music_producer)
Alan is just a normal looking guy.

Some of his tracks -
FADED

I personally like this - kind of what i felt when i first came here

ALONE

And this one - FORCE

Why be a king, when you can be god?

almost sounds like the motto of Hitler.

FIRST BE THE KING IF YOU ARE SO CONFIDENT AND THEN THINK ABOUT BECOMING GOD BUT NOT BEFORE THAT.

 

[PappinAce]

what exactly is supposed to be delusional about what the guy in the video is saying? his son died and he accepts that he can't bring him back. that's literally the opposite of delusion. you gonna call him a quitter because he gave up on bringing his son back from the dead?

having nw6 pattern hair loss in your 20s and saying "f*** it" is not giving up. that's called recognizing that there is realistically no fight to be fought. good luck growing back some peach fuzz that you get to keep for two years on finasteride. delusion is hanging on to hope that tsuji or histogen or even minoxis going to make you attractive again.

you can either wallow and hold out for unrealistic dreams, or you can ask yourself, what's my new baseline for happiness now that attractiveness and hot girls are out of the picture?

not that i'm one to talk. i've chosen the "wallow and be depressed" option for now. i don't deal well with any type of loss. so whatever. good on the guy in the video.

note: going sly, growing a goatee, and telling yourself you "feel like a million bucks" when you go outside does not count as acceptance.

 

[Recedinghairgrowingbank]

what exactly is supposed to be delusional about what the guy in the video is saying? his son died and he accepts that he can't bring him back. that's literally the opposite of delusion. you gonna call him a quitter because he gave up on bringing his son back from the dead?

having nw6 pattern hair loss in your 20s and saying "f*** it" is not giving up. that's called recognizing that there is realistically no fight to be fought. good luck growing back some peach fuzz that you get to keep for two years on finasteride. delusion is hanging on to hope that tsuji or histogen or even minoxis going to make you attractive again.

you can either wallow and hold out for unrealistic dreams, or you can ask yourself, what's my new baseline for happiness now that attractiveness and hot girls are out of the picture?

not that i'm one to talk. i've chosen the "wallow and be depressed" option for now. i don't deal well with any type of loss. so whatever. good on the guy in the video.

note: going sly, growing a goatee, and telling yourself you "feel like a million bucks" when you go outside does not count as acceptance.

inb4 whitepolarbear: COPECOPECOPECOPE

 

[Guzam]

I master the red pill, and I live as a workaholic and recluse with no social life outside the workplace. I'm forced to, people laugh at me and can't even take me seriously, what else am I supposed to do?

The key point is finding a way you can thrive in the knowledge of the redpill. Thrive does not mean 'to accept the state of things' or 'to be happy or content with what is' because that absolutely contradicts the hard truth of reality. Understanding reality means abandoning naive happiness. If one wants to be happy, he should choose the bluepill and live in a made up fable, which is clearly a noble aim. Reality is painful and in no way bearable in its absolute truth. If one should come into the finest knowledge of truth, he would die in horror because reality is horror. This is no depressed nor shitty edgy thought. In fact, the deeper one digs in reality, the uglier truth comes out of it: either more complex or more merciless, reality is, by inference, no way something humans can mentally bear in its entirety. Some argue how the most intelligent and thoughtful are at the same time the most unhappy. This is why the most inquisitive among men try to dig deep in the state of things, and the deeper they get, the bitterer and unhappier they become.

The thoughtful are then presented two pathways in front of the ugliness of reality: that of surrender or that of reason. The first one is the finest of all redpills: suicide. Before the mercilessness of reality, the intelligent has one clear pathway towards the solution, that is to end the game altogether; in no way men are able to bear the knowledge of reality without seeking a way out, because it's absolutely bleak in all its outcomes; even men with perfect lives are bound to die. It can be inferred that the thoughtful and intelligent, if presented to a perfect life with everything coming for them, from looks to social interactions, will ultimately fear death, and live in the painful thought of it; at that point, there is absolutely no solution if the path chosen is that of surrender, except to end it all in the exact moment of the realization. The second path is that of reason, which is the harder one: before the ugliness of reality, which shows no escape even if everything is perfect (that is, man can't escape death), the thoughtful and intelligent chooses to live. That choice comes with the herculean attempt to thrive in the horror which is reality; knowing the redpill in its concept, that is that reality is either painful, complex or ugly, the thoughtful chooses to rise by all means necessary. This choice may come out from the same realization that leads to suicide, which is death itself. Presented before the certainty of death and the absolute ugliness of reality, the thoughtful then willingly chooses to keep digging up until his death. 'living as a workaholic with no social life', even if you imply it's almost pitiful, is a choice of reason, which in my eyes is nobler than surrender. You chose to keep digging.

There is something guiding you, even if you know that reality is horror and despair in its absoluteness. That something is, and I like to think it, the willingness to thrive in the ugliness of reality: like a Nietzschean hero, the thoughtful keeps digging, disregarding the darkness becoming darker the more he digs. In my eyes you are not supposed to do anything else than what you already are doing: better what you can better of yourself, make your mind sharper in the workplace, which is the of the main faces of the realization of a man, dig deeper in the knowledge of the redpill without giving up. This is in my mind the only solution; to master reality together with its knowledge, like a forever stalemate with a monster you chose to see by swallowing the redpill.

 

[CharAblaze]

having nw6 pattern hair loss in your 20s and saying "f*** it" is not giving up. that's called recognizing that there is realistically no fight to be fought. good luck growing back some peach fuzz that you get to keep for two years on finasteride. delusion is hanging on to hope that tsuji or histogen or even minoxis going to make you attractive again.

Having NW6 is not hopeless if we count Tsuji and you have thick donor like me. You must do everything in order to keep the follicles alive until that point. And didn't I say that I could still manage with immunization + transplant for at least 3 years?

True Minoxidil won't regrow your hairline, but it will buy you time, finasteride will also buy you time.And when it thickens up your hair you are saying that you should quit, when it alrady recovered a lot of my crown.Hahaha, maybe you like f*****g people up just like me when I crash parties.

And the basis of your logic is BS, a person can look young til his 30s, I've seen 30 year old actors, magicians who look 18 (dudes). Get your hair back and if you're older, a face wrinkle removal surgery and you're all set. Luckily I have 8 years til my 30s (I don't give a f*** if I'll become a liar, since the lie would be justified). And thankfully when I had hair I looked very good.

At least 3 treatments are on the horizon by 2020 and you're calling it a delusion? I don't know man. Maybe you should just shave it all off.

That being said, I will leave this forum for a while because I have found a new resolution. This forum is turning me insane and depressed and I tought I should be more positive seeing the situation now. I wish all of you luck, peace.

 

[WMQ]

The key point is finding a way you can thrive in the knowledge of the redpill. Thrive does not mean 'to accept the state of things' or 'to be happy or content with what is' because that absolutely contradicts the hard truth of reality. Understanding reality means abandoning naive happiness. If one wants to be happy, he should choose the bluepill and live in a made up fable, which is clearly a noble aim. Reality is painful and in no way bearable in its absolute truth. If one should come into the finest knowledge of truth, he would die in horror because reality is horror. This is no depressed nor shitty edgy thought. In fact, the deeper one digs in reality, the uglier truth comes out of it: either more complex or more merciless, reality is, by inference, no way something humans can mentally bear in its entirety. Some argue how the most intelligent and thoughtful are at the same time the most unhappy. This is why the most inquisitive among men try to dig deep in the state of things, and the deeper they get, the bitterer and unhappier they become.

The thoughtful are then presented two pathways in front of the ugliness of reality: that of surrender or that of reason. The first one is the finest of all redpills: suicide. Before the mercilessness of reality, the intelligent has one clear pathway towards the solution, that is to end the game altogether; in no way men are able to bear the knowledge of reality without seeking a way out, because it's absolutely bleak in all its outcomes; even men with perfect lives are bound to die. It can be inferred that the thoughtful and intelligent, if presented to a perfect life with everything coming for them, from looks to social interactions, will ultimately fear death, and live in the painful thought of it; at that point, there is absolutely no solution if the path chosen is that of surrender, except to end it all in the exact moment of the realization. The second path is that of reason, which is the harder one: before the ugliness of reality, which shows no escape even if everything is perfect (that is, man can't escape death), the thoughtful and intelligent chooses to live. That choice comes with the herculean attempt to thrive in the horror which is reality; knowing the redpill in its concept, that is that reality is either painful, complex or ugly, the thoughtful chooses to rise by all means necessary. This choice may come out from the same realization that leads to suicide, which is death itself. Presented before the certainty of death and the absolute ugliness of reality, the thoughtful then willingly chooses to keep digging up until his death. 'living as a workaholic with no social life', even if you imply it's almost pitiful, is a choice of reason, which in my eyes is nobler than surrender. You chose to keep digging.

There is something guiding you, even if you know that reality is horror and despair in its absoluteness. That something is, and I like to think it, the willingness to thrive in the ugliness of reality: like a Nietzschean hero, the thoughtful keeps digging, disregarding the darkness becoming darker the more he digs. In my eyes you are not supposed to do anything else than what you already are doing: better what you can better of yourself, make your mind sharper in the workplace, which is the of the main faces of the realization of a man, dig deeper in the knowledge of the redpill without giving up. This is in my mind the only solution; to master reality together with its knowledge, like a forever stalemate with a monster you chose to see by swallowing the redpill.

10/10. Best posts ever.