Personally, balding don´t make me a better person. I know I´ll be stronger and more confident if I would have perfect hair. I would live a better life, maybe a more stupid life, but happier. I feel envy for those with great hair, becouse it´s a thing you can´t alter, just like a gift, you have it or not. That´s something I don´t like, feel envy for others. I see friends who never passed this way, and I see them living unconscious of certain facts that I am becouse of the degeneration of self image. Those facts are age, time passing by, life being short, and things that are gone for never to return. And that´s humorous becouse I´m not bald at all, not even closer, just I see myself a little worse than I should be, but that is enough for taking a pee to those sad things. I also envy those easy living ways, the easyness people have in forgetting some important and very very sad things about our lives, becouse worrying about them is useless and stupid, but once they are shown to you, you´ll never forget.
I know hair it´s just hair, and I know being bald could not change the little thing about your behavior, but for me, it´s big deal. I like seducing people, I like being seduced, I like to say things with my own image, I like to be fit for making me feel batter, and also make other people feel better about me, I like girls looking at me, any kind of girl, I like feeling young and healthy, I like to compliment my interior being with an according image... and I like a bunch of many other things that are quite stupid if you think about them, but are the things that make me forget and enjoy life, the things that make me absurdly happy. The only way to be happy in this world.
But, on a more possitive thinking, I realize I´m fighting a strong thing, i´m doing wathever it is my hand to improve, and that gives me courage. If my treatments work and I look better, and I maintain for many years and all that stuff, I´ll feel very very good about myself. Becouse it is not the same being born wealthy and having a life by the swimming-pool, than a hard-earned not-that-much amount of money, if you know what I mean. It´s like feeling that you are the master of your own destiny, and whatever are the threats upon you, you will find a way.
Just to say that I think this is all about manly feelings: supremacy, proud, rivalry, exhibitionism, self-steem... that are quite ridiculous, but touches us in the center, so that´s why we are all here, and that´s where our anger and sadness and discomfort come from. That´s why we all are making a drama about something that it is not so important, if you think it calmly. But that´s how we are made, that´s who we are, some bunch of hurted men. To heal a disease there are two ways: cut off the entire thing (proudness, vanity, etc...) or heal the wound (male pattern baldness). I prefer the second, becouse I prefer the complete form of myself, even if it´s ridiculous, stupid or full of vanity. But I appreciate the first option, becouse it is the most effective and the one that requires the most bravery. Maybe, when horseshoe beats me to the ground, I´ll be forced to cut off that parts of me, but by now, I´m still complete. Time will tell.