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I think my hair loss problems aren't actually solved, but they are definetely fixed. Thanks to a decent hair transplant and my good hair characteristics.
I knew from the start that reaching fullhead(in the eyes of normies) status would not exactly match my expectations and that making plans was absurd.
The first stupid expectation I had was that a nice hairline would have to turn me into the f*****g terminator of pussy-pulling. All that money all that frustration were to be invested into the pursuit of the best available pussy. I was excited about making that payback happen.
Women:
Back when I was a thinning norwood 3, I was desperately chasing dumb club sl*ts(weekend bouncer), daydreaming about going back to fullhead status, to be able to pump and dump hotter ones.
I thought being a norwood one was the one thing I needed to be able to pull off direct approaches with a decent success rate, and I was probably right. But (not so) deep inside I hated that life of boring dates and having to interract with soon-to-be washed-up party girls with absolutely no soul just to increase my laycount, out of sheer vanity.
I already knew that all this stupid womanizing crap was all compensation for my insecurity as a balding man.
As soon as I felt as a fullhead, I stopped being bothered with getting laid, started dating one girl almost exclusively(don't worry, I'm still a sociopath, but now I'm too lazy to approach and court women now that I'm absolutely no longer insecure about hairloss). I feel completely free and sexually empowered. I feel no need to try to prove myself that I'm not a creepy balding zombie by preying on the lost souls of tinder and nightclubs.
The whole idea was to feel attractive, not to get sex with new partners. You get that at the brothel or in swingers clubs. And my hair transplant gave me that, I actually feel a real difference in the impression I make to women, I get more positive reactiosn and attention undeniably, but I have no use for that newfound edge.
Life in general
This is where reality exceeded my expectations. I always felt the worst thing about hairloss was how it makes idealizing the future impossible. There is nothing left to look forward to, any way you picture a future event as a shell of your ideal self makes it a bad joke. As a result it kills your ambition and how you value your own life.
Now that I can idealize the future again, I got my sense of self-worth and ambition back. Making carreer plans.
I realize how deep this is when I realize that I drive much more carefully and avoid trouble a lot more than two years ago, this hasn't much to do with getting old. Some of my behaviors were borderline suicidal looking back.
Then there are the smaller details, like not being f*****g terrified of being tagged on unflattering facebook photos, or not using concealer anymore.
This really gave me a new start, but not all of those years back. But I've learned some lessons.
I knew from the start that reaching fullhead(in the eyes of normies) status would not exactly match my expectations and that making plans was absurd.
The first stupid expectation I had was that a nice hairline would have to turn me into the f*****g terminator of pussy-pulling. All that money all that frustration were to be invested into the pursuit of the best available pussy. I was excited about making that payback happen.
Women:
Back when I was a thinning norwood 3, I was desperately chasing dumb club sl*ts(weekend bouncer), daydreaming about going back to fullhead status, to be able to pump and dump hotter ones.
I thought being a norwood one was the one thing I needed to be able to pull off direct approaches with a decent success rate, and I was probably right. But (not so) deep inside I hated that life of boring dates and having to interract with soon-to-be washed-up party girls with absolutely no soul just to increase my laycount, out of sheer vanity.
I already knew that all this stupid womanizing crap was all compensation for my insecurity as a balding man.
As soon as I felt as a fullhead, I stopped being bothered with getting laid, started dating one girl almost exclusively(don't worry, I'm still a sociopath, but now I'm too lazy to approach and court women now that I'm absolutely no longer insecure about hairloss). I feel completely free and sexually empowered. I feel no need to try to prove myself that I'm not a creepy balding zombie by preying on the lost souls of tinder and nightclubs.
The whole idea was to feel attractive, not to get sex with new partners. You get that at the brothel or in swingers clubs. And my hair transplant gave me that, I actually feel a real difference in the impression I make to women, I get more positive reactiosn and attention undeniably, but I have no use for that newfound edge.
Life in general
This is where reality exceeded my expectations. I always felt the worst thing about hairloss was how it makes idealizing the future impossible. There is nothing left to look forward to, any way you picture a future event as a shell of your ideal self makes it a bad joke. As a result it kills your ambition and how you value your own life.
Now that I can idealize the future again, I got my sense of self-worth and ambition back. Making carreer plans.
I realize how deep this is when I realize that I drive much more carefully and avoid trouble a lot more than two years ago, this hasn't much to do with getting old. Some of my behaviors were borderline suicidal looking back.
Then there are the smaller details, like not being f*****g terrified of being tagged on unflattering facebook photos, or not using concealer anymore.
This really gave me a new start, but not all of those years back. But I've learned some lessons.