"When is she going to notice.. the lighting is dark, she cant tell in here... wait she looked at me but she just looked at me in the face... she looked away.. I think she noticed... she saw my hairline.. I f***ing knew it, why is this happening... I got best hair in high school.. nobody will look at me the same... all of my high school friends that I haven't seen go to school here... I can't let them see me... they'll all laugh and talk about it behind my back and when I walk up I'll see the looks on their faces.. I knew they were just talking about me......... BLAH BLAH BLAH."
F**k that.
It was seriously the roughest year of my life and I've never experienced that kind of anxiety on a regular basis. Maybe it was due to the fact that I got the "Best Hair" award in high school which was a short 3.5 year ago, either way... I was really messed up. Sometimes I couldn't even leave my apartment to go to class. I'd sit there and try to shove my hair around to hide the receding nature of my hairline until it was so greasy and gnarly that I'd have to shower again. ANYTIME someone looked up top I'd automatically assume that they were judging me for receding at such a young age. Life sucked.
So here I am about 6 months later, seriously saying screw it. I never want to return to that point of my life again and would never want anyone other than myself to deal with such. So to any of you out there truly suffering deep inside, fighting anxiety and just hating yourself... I'm here for you especially.
My name is Andy, I'm 22 and I'm balding.
F**k that.
It was seriously the roughest year of my life and I've never experienced that kind of anxiety on a regular basis. Maybe it was due to the fact that I got the "Best Hair" award in high school which was a short 3.5 year ago, either way... I was really messed up. Sometimes I couldn't even leave my apartment to go to class. I'd sit there and try to shove my hair around to hide the receding nature of my hairline until it was so greasy and gnarly that I'd have to shower again. ANYTIME someone looked up top I'd automatically assume that they were judging me for receding at such a young age. Life sucked.
So here I am about 6 months later, seriously saying screw it. I never want to return to that point of my life again and would never want anyone other than myself to deal with such. So to any of you out there truly suffering deep inside, fighting anxiety and just hating yourself... I'm here for you especially.
My name is Andy, I'm 22 and I'm balding.
