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And neither of them is going to resemble anything of a normal life for me.
My situation is such that anti-androgens like Finasteride don't work for me, they also give me side effects like gynecomastia. Due to my health issues my libido is bad even without anti-androgens, and on them it is almost nonexistent. I've only managed to regrow using topical estrogens which also go systemic and have side effects, but at least work for maintenance and regrowth. I have two choices:
a) Continue using estrogenic and feminizing treatments and slowly ruin my health in the process, potentially undergo surgery to remove gyno in the future. Forget about relationships due to horrible crappy erections, very low libido and probable inability to have sex properly or be aroused by my partner.
Potential sources of happiness include having a successful career, hobbies, friends and basically everything that doesn't involve sex or love provided that this is enough to keep me happy and not depressed.
b) Let my hair go and focus on my health. Potentially improve libido and erections back to normal, but fall into increasing depression due to my progressing baldness. Eventually reach NW4 and above where I can't even look at myself in the mirror, spend increasing amounts of time in the house becoming socially isolated, hating myself and becoming clinically depressed. Eventually commit suicide.
It would seem that a) is a preferred choice even if it means leading a life completely alone and single and jerking my limp dick to pornography for the rest of my life.
There is a beautiful girl who is single and who I've shared some sparks with a while ago. I should be going out saturday evening in the hopes of meeting her, but here I am sitting in the house, because my hair has again deteriorated due to not being able to maintain without estrogens and I can't look at my shitty diffuse and receded hair in the mirror, much less under the lights of a bar/club. I don't think I would survive being rejected by her because I have such a huge crush on her and when she saw me last time my hair was much better than now.
If I even regain my hair back I can't start a relationship with her because the only thing that works for me makes my tits grow and my dick not work. There is no winning against shitty genetics. Everything has side effects. You cannot escape your fate. By the time something comes out we will be in our 30s and life will passed us by and our youth will never come back, along with all the opportunities we missed due to ... hair loss ...
I couldn't bear to have a child in this world before male pattern baldness is cured, and see him go through this. f*** this planet, and f*** human beings and our crappy evolution and cruel genetic fate.
My situation is such that anti-androgens like Finasteride don't work for me, they also give me side effects like gynecomastia. Due to my health issues my libido is bad even without anti-androgens, and on them it is almost nonexistent. I've only managed to regrow using topical estrogens which also go systemic and have side effects, but at least work for maintenance and regrowth. I have two choices:
a) Continue using estrogenic and feminizing treatments and slowly ruin my health in the process, potentially undergo surgery to remove gyno in the future. Forget about relationships due to horrible crappy erections, very low libido and probable inability to have sex properly or be aroused by my partner.
Potential sources of happiness include having a successful career, hobbies, friends and basically everything that doesn't involve sex or love provided that this is enough to keep me happy and not depressed.
b) Let my hair go and focus on my health. Potentially improve libido and erections back to normal, but fall into increasing depression due to my progressing baldness. Eventually reach NW4 and above where I can't even look at myself in the mirror, spend increasing amounts of time in the house becoming socially isolated, hating myself and becoming clinically depressed. Eventually commit suicide.
It would seem that a) is a preferred choice even if it means leading a life completely alone and single and jerking my limp dick to pornography for the rest of my life.
There is a beautiful girl who is single and who I've shared some sparks with a while ago. I should be going out saturday evening in the hopes of meeting her, but here I am sitting in the house, because my hair has again deteriorated due to not being able to maintain without estrogens and I can't look at my shitty diffuse and receded hair in the mirror, much less under the lights of a bar/club. I don't think I would survive being rejected by her because I have such a huge crush on her and when she saw me last time my hair was much better than now.
If I even regain my hair back I can't start a relationship with her because the only thing that works for me makes my tits grow and my dick not work. There is no winning against shitty genetics. Everything has side effects. You cannot escape your fate. By the time something comes out we will be in our 30s and life will passed us by and our youth will never come back, along with all the opportunities we missed due to ... hair loss ...
I couldn't bear to have a child in this world before male pattern baldness is cured, and see him go through this. f*** this planet, and f*** human beings and our crappy evolution and cruel genetic fate.