I've had a visibly shit hairline since I was 14 years old (bad to the point that it looks like a McDonalds logo, and normies have made sure to point that out to me), and I started taking finasteride and minoxodil when I was 19, almost 20 years old. I have stabilized with this for the most part, although I am considering dutasteride and oral minoxodil just due to the early nature of my hairloss. I realize that I'm at a race against time with my hair and life in general, so I decided to get a hair transplant in order to fix the bullshit that already happened to my hair prior to meds. I'm a fucking NW3 at 21 years old.
For most of the well accredited doctors in turkey, they have this stupid rule that they want a patient 25+ or older, even though there are surgeons that operate on younger patients like me and get good results. Their reasoning is that they want to see where your hairloss pattern is gonna go, but my horshoe hairline is so obvious there's no point in waiting. I'd rather look like non-subhuman at the prime of my youth then wait until it's mega over for me. However, they do their consultations exclusively on WhatsApp, and there wasn't really a way for them to verify my age. So I just sent my photos and lied to these assholes on WhatsApp that I'm 25 years old, and they told me I'm good to go. I have my ticket and hotel booked to go already, so I don't really know what the contingency plan is if they find out I lied. I saved up a lot of money in the interships I work in college to feasibly get this done financially and sent them a down payment, so I doubt they give a fuck. My hairline is just so unbelievable for a 21 year old, and I already got rejected by a couple other doctors for my age beforehand, that I couldn't take the risk of them saying no because of it.
I'm gonna see if this gambit pans out well for me. I can't pull off the bald with my shit jaw, giant watermelon head, and midget 5'9 height. This is pretty much the only thing in my life I'm looking forward to and feel genuine excitement for, as for the most part I just play vidya games, work, and sleep alone in my room. This problem has single handedly outcast me from any "friends" that I used to hang out with (who I later realized kept me around just to jester for them/make them look better in front of women).
For most of the well accredited doctors in turkey, they have this stupid rule that they want a patient 25+ or older, even though there are surgeons that operate on younger patients like me and get good results. Their reasoning is that they want to see where your hairloss pattern is gonna go, but my horshoe hairline is so obvious there's no point in waiting. I'd rather look like non-subhuman at the prime of my youth then wait until it's mega over for me. However, they do their consultations exclusively on WhatsApp, and there wasn't really a way for them to verify my age. So I just sent my photos and lied to these assholes on WhatsApp that I'm 25 years old, and they told me I'm good to go. I have my ticket and hotel booked to go already, so I don't really know what the contingency plan is if they find out I lied. I saved up a lot of money in the interships I work in college to feasibly get this done financially and sent them a down payment, so I doubt they give a fuck. My hairline is just so unbelievable for a 21 year old, and I already got rejected by a couple other doctors for my age beforehand, that I couldn't take the risk of them saying no because of it.
I'm gonna see if this gambit pans out well for me. I can't pull off the bald with my shit jaw, giant watermelon head, and midget 5'9 height. This is pretty much the only thing in my life I'm looking forward to and feel genuine excitement for, as for the most part I just play vidya games, work, and sleep alone in my room. This problem has single handedly outcast me from any "friends" that I used to hang out with (who I later realized kept me around just to jester for them/make them look better in front of women).
