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Outwardly I have very good hair from surgery and meds, but yet I am still continually terrified. Terrified of every hair that comes out in my hand or in the sink/shower. Terrified somehow I'm deluding myself and I'm really slowly losing ground. Terrified of becoming uglier.
When you're already ugly, you can't afford to become uglier.
The Norwood Reaper is terrifying.
I still have nightmares. I've had them for at least 3 years now. They are always the same. I am checking my hair in the mirror and suddenly it's like I'm seeing my hair clearly for the first time. Only there's virtually no hair left. It's almost all scalp. I tell myself in the dream, "That's okay, the new hair will keep growing in and it will thicken up. It's still just thickening up right now." Nauseating self-delusion. Then I wake up and thank God (if I believed in one) that I still have so much hair and it was just a dream.
Then I stare in the real mirror and analyze my areas of slightly thinned hair wondering if the baby hairs growing there are dying or new growth.
I have met guys who are balding and simply don't give a shit. I have no idea how they can do that. I can only guess they have no concept of how much looks matter for men, having never really suffered from being ugly before. Or they figure they already have their stable gf/wife so what can they lose?
Either way I envy their peace of mind. And the genetics of the Brad Pitts and Tom Cruises of the world who never have to worry about this shit til they're at least 50+.
The Norwood Reaper is terrible and once he casts his shadow on you he will stalk you mercilessly until the end of your days. You can only hope to stay one step ahead of him.
@Ryo_Hazuki I think you know what I'm talking about. Sometimes I just want to take a shitload of spiro/cypro and float away into blissful neutered oblivion where any further problems would be a physical impossibility.
When you're already ugly, you can't afford to become uglier.
The Norwood Reaper is terrifying.
I still have nightmares. I've had them for at least 3 years now. They are always the same. I am checking my hair in the mirror and suddenly it's like I'm seeing my hair clearly for the first time. Only there's virtually no hair left. It's almost all scalp. I tell myself in the dream, "That's okay, the new hair will keep growing in and it will thicken up. It's still just thickening up right now." Nauseating self-delusion. Then I wake up and thank God (if I believed in one) that I still have so much hair and it was just a dream.
Then I stare in the real mirror and analyze my areas of slightly thinned hair wondering if the baby hairs growing there are dying or new growth.
I have met guys who are balding and simply don't give a shit. I have no idea how they can do that. I can only guess they have no concept of how much looks matter for men, having never really suffered from being ugly before. Or they figure they already have their stable gf/wife so what can they lose?
Either way I envy their peace of mind. And the genetics of the Brad Pitts and Tom Cruises of the world who never have to worry about this shit til they're at least 50+.
The Norwood Reaper is terrible and once he casts his shadow on you he will stalk you mercilessly until the end of your days. You can only hope to stay one step ahead of him.
@Ryo_Hazuki I think you know what I'm talking about. Sometimes I just want to take a shitload of spiro/cypro and float away into blissful neutered oblivion where any further problems would be a physical impossibility.
