I am so sad. This sh*t is destroying my life. It is eating me from the inside. I mean, when I am out with my friends I am ok, but as soon as I am alone I remember how fcking my hair bad is at 19. I really can't take it anymore. All I can think of is hairloss I f*****g stare at peoples hairlines all the time and examine what Norwood are they. Its f*****g pathetic. I am wasting so much time stressing about my hair which only makes it worse. This curse destroys you from the inside. I am so miserable, angry on everyone for no f*****g reason its just so pathetic I can't even explain it. And I realise that. But I can't do sh*t about it. One day I'm like okay today I won't think about my hair but as soon as I pass and see my reflection on some glass I become stressed again. I avoid mirrors in my home so I don't need to look at myself. I am slowly but surely falling into depression and it is just getting worse. I just want it to stop.