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Gordon Liddy rules but he does remind me of Dr X- action man's nemesis. And also I love how bald people are stereotyped into being mad scientists!

cheers!

Hi, I'm 21 years old. Back in the day, I used to have thick waves of hair protruding triumphantly from my head, although even back then I was never good with the ladies. I started noticing a bit of a crown when I was 19 and a bit of thinning too. I have been on propecia and minoxidil for a few months now which seemed to have slightly improved the situation. Alas, these improvements presented themselves as nothing but mere illusions as it was only my long hair that covered the crown. Upon a steadily escalating sense of foreboding concerning the fate of my head, I gradually spiraled into depression. And reflecting on my life, I grew deeper into the gloomy abyss of nothingness which now seemed so habitual. This was also due to having a shitty job for starters as well as my inability to communicate like a non-weirdo towards girls. For a good few months, depression flourished like a virus within. Food had no taste, energy to do simple tasks evaporated, colours in my vision darkened. I couldn't even sleep properly. I started to become very skinny and with the combination of a thinning head of hair, I started to resemble gollum. well probably not that bad. But I realised soon after that I was actually being a bit of a drama queen by being this way. I mean, I'm not the only person in the whole world that is balding, 'misery loves company' as they say. But come to think of it, Shakespeare was bald, and so was/is Pythagoras, Ghandi, Sean Connery, Carl Jung, Socrates, Genghis Khan, Freud, William Blake, Leonardo Da Vinci and any other mad scientist out there etc. I am inevitably going to have a shiny head one day, but I really don't think it matters at all. I mean, balding isn't unatural! Upson realising this, I think i'm going to stop spending my money on snake oils and start dedicating more time on life.

Hi, I'm 21 years old. Back in the day, I used to have thick waves of hair protruding triumphantly from my head, although even back then I was never good with the ladies. I started noticing a bit of a crown when I was 19 and a bit of thinning too. I have been on propecia and minoxidil for a few months now which seemed to have slightly improved the situation. Alas, these improvements presented themselves as nothing but mere illusions as it was only my long hair that covered the crown. Upon a steadily escalating sense of foreboding concerning the fate of my head, I gradually spiraled into depression. And reflecting on my life, I grew deeper into the gloomy abyss of nothingness which now seemed so habitual. This was also due to having a shitty job for starters as well as my inability to communicate like a non-weirdo towards girls. For a good few months, depression flourished like a virus within. Food had no taste, energy to do simple tasks evaporated, colours in my vision darkened. I couldn't even sleep properly. I started to become very skinny and with the combination of a thinning head of hair, I started to resemble gollum. well probably not that bad. But I realised soon after that I was actually being a bit of a drama queen by being this way. I mean, I'm not the only person in the whole world that is balding, 'misery loves company' as they say. But come to think of it, Shakespeare was bald, and so was/is Pythagoras, Ghandi, Sean Connery, Carl Jung, Socrates, Genghis Khan, Freud, William Blake, Leonardo Da Vinci and any other mad scientist out there etc. I am inevitably going to have a shiny head one day, but I really don't think it matters at all. I mean, balding isn't unatural! Upson realising this, I think i'm going to stop spending my money on snake oils and start dedicating more time on life.