I wonder this all the time. It seems like the life I had before I started losing my hair is a completely different life. I feel like even on days where life is great and I'm having a great time and the sun is shining..theres always that black cloud hanging in the back of my mind called hair loss.
Even on days when I'm not thinking about it..its always there somehow. I feel like I can never completely escape it..even when its not on my mind.
Its kind of sad when you look back and try to remember what it was like to not even have a second thought about your hair...to not even notice a hair falling out in the shower. To run your hands through your hair, revealing your hairling, and not think anything of it. I've only been losing my hair for 3 years and I can't remember what those things are like.
There are not many events that stick out in someone's life that they'll always remember no matter what. Like where you were on 9/11 or something like that. For me I'll never forget the exact moment when I got out of the shower..looked at my hair..and noticed a freckle through my hairline that I had never seen before (because I had just started losing enough hair that it had become vaguely visible through my hairline on my left temple and I had never knew it existed before because the density of my hair covered it). I thought oh my god am I losing my hair? I'm only 22..nah..thats impossible....no one in my family really has hair loss...but, deep down I knew what it was.
Have any of you guys gotten back to the point of not being concerned with it? Maybe from taking finasteride or whatever? Do you think you'll ever get back there?
Just something I thought about that I thought might be interesting to discuss.
Even on days when I'm not thinking about it..its always there somehow. I feel like I can never completely escape it..even when its not on my mind.
Its kind of sad when you look back and try to remember what it was like to not even have a second thought about your hair...to not even notice a hair falling out in the shower. To run your hands through your hair, revealing your hairling, and not think anything of it. I've only been losing my hair for 3 years and I can't remember what those things are like.
There are not many events that stick out in someone's life that they'll always remember no matter what. Like where you were on 9/11 or something like that. For me I'll never forget the exact moment when I got out of the shower..looked at my hair..and noticed a freckle through my hairline that I had never seen before (because I had just started losing enough hair that it had become vaguely visible through my hairline on my left temple and I had never knew it existed before because the density of my hair covered it). I thought oh my god am I losing my hair? I'm only 22..nah..thats impossible....no one in my family really has hair loss...but, deep down I knew what it was.
Have any of you guys gotten back to the point of not being concerned with it? Maybe from taking finasteride or whatever? Do you think you'll ever get back there?
Just something I thought about that I thought might be interesting to discuss.