I have been depressed over my genetic flaws for my whole life I guess, but it was really when I realized that I was balding at little over 20 that I really sunk into depths of contemplating suicide. Since then almost every day of my life has been like torchery, I can't enjoy much of anything, there's just no joy in my life whatsoever. All the time I'm just thinking why, why the **** does it have to be me who has all the ridiculous flaws that I have? If there was a god surely he wouldn't curse any one person with genetic bull**** like this!? I just don't see a way out for me, it's been 6 years like this already and it's only getting worse along with the hair deterioration. I can't see myself being able to live as a full blown NW5/6, not that I'm very far from it now but at least I got some weak-ass hair growing on top. I know that suicide talk is a tabu of some sorts here, but I can tell you I haven't been far from it and I'm afraid that eventually it will come to that. Not that I'm proud of it or anything, but that's just the sad fact for me. I know I'll never be happy with all this stuff I was born with and living like this is so painful that I probably can't sustain it forever.