hanginginthewire
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I don't know what to type here other than the usual. Hair loss is consuming and destroying my life. I feel total disgust when I look in the mirror. I am quite hairy on my body, the irony of which sickens me.
I am just one of those people who find this level of hair loss intolerable. I know it's a part of life and millions have to deal with it but I just can't. Yesterday a friend invited me out, I did go but while driving over I nearly slammed into a motorcycle that had slowed to turn in front of me. I was checking how much my diffusion shows in the rearview. The only relief I feel is when I'm asleep. I was already underemployed and recently quit my job. I'm willing to undergo transplant(s) (though this would be a tremendous emotional/financial/time-consuming burden, but I'm not at all convinced it will give a reasonable appearance. I don't know, I could go on and on. I'm sorry to post this here I just feel alone with this. It's unbearable. I will psyche myself up to thinking that a transplant will help but then I read about disastorous results or the limits of even the best results. I entertain the idea of taking/experimenting with HRT, but again there is no clear sense of what the results will be or that this will solve the problem. I suck it up and buzz my hair down to a 1 but just can't get used to the look. I see people with little to no hairloss walking around and I feel like they are in the kingdom of the healthy/living and I am cursed. What do you guys do when you are being eaten alive by this disease? Cancer of the spirit is an understatement.
I am just one of those people who find this level of hair loss intolerable. I know it's a part of life and millions have to deal with it but I just can't. Yesterday a friend invited me out, I did go but while driving over I nearly slammed into a motorcycle that had slowed to turn in front of me. I was checking how much my diffusion shows in the rearview. The only relief I feel is when I'm asleep. I was already underemployed and recently quit my job. I'm willing to undergo transplant(s) (though this would be a tremendous emotional/financial/time-consuming burden, but I'm not at all convinced it will give a reasonable appearance. I don't know, I could go on and on. I'm sorry to post this here I just feel alone with this. It's unbearable. I will psyche myself up to thinking that a transplant will help but then I read about disastorous results or the limits of even the best results. I entertain the idea of taking/experimenting with HRT, but again there is no clear sense of what the results will be or that this will solve the problem. I suck it up and buzz my hair down to a 1 but just can't get used to the look. I see people with little to no hairloss walking around and I feel like they are in the kingdom of the healthy/living and I am cursed. What do you guys do when you are being eaten alive by this disease? Cancer of the spirit is an understatement.
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