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Hey folks,
I'm 40.
I've been a lurker on these forums for the past year, and I've decided that maybe it's time to share my experience with regard to the impact of hairloss.
Like the majority of men on here, my hair defined who I was (the crowning glory, as they say). We're all a bit shallow at that age or earlier, we care about looks immensely. The pressure that comes with it, is just absurd.
I was around 23 when it became apparent that I was losing it (I do realise some of you were even earlier).
A crowd of us would go round the local pubs and I remember a remark from a much older bloke saying, 'Hey, that's how it started with me!' pointing at some irregular hairs on my hairline. Needless to say I was horrified, and put on a front like I wasn't affected by his comment.
I've been on the recieving end of a few bald jokes from time to time. I've found the best way to deal with it, is to hit them right back with an equally hurtful personal jibe. f*** them! If they're gonna be a prick, ditto.
With each passing year, between 23-30, my hair started to look more and more like sh*t. I never treated the hairloss as that kind of information was hard to find mid 90s, the internet wasn't established then of course. It's so easy now to find the information you need and buy treatment straight to the front door.
Looking back the only action you could take, if the product was available, was to nervously walk in to a store, much like the embarrassment of buying condoms from some sniggering bird in the chemist.
I didn't know what the hell was going on. I just became hugely insecure and obsessed about it, and before that I was incredibly confident. I don't care who you are, you are seriously rocked by it.
Fast forward to now; I haven't got much left on my head, think slightly more than Jason Statham. And let me tell you, hairloss hurt then and it hurts just as much now. It never really gets easier, you just deal with better 'cos you're expected to at 40.
The fact is You will always have that mental image of when you had loads of hair, perhaps even too much, loading it up with styling gel etc. preparing for night ahead.
I'll leave you with this: just recently an old mate of my dad who is approx 70, wears a cap and he revealed to my dad that he's never seen without it 'cos he's ashamed of his bald head. Go figure. It will be with you always.
Now. the point of all this is? To offer some realism, I suppose. Maybe gain some perspective, which is hard I know.
I've had to develop other aspects of my personality; for better or worse.
Btw. If a pill came out in the future that restored my hair to that of my youth. I'd bite the f****r's hand off. I'd love to have my rockstar hair back.
Peace out.
I'm 40.
I've been a lurker on these forums for the past year, and I've decided that maybe it's time to share my experience with regard to the impact of hairloss.
Like the majority of men on here, my hair defined who I was (the crowning glory, as they say). We're all a bit shallow at that age or earlier, we care about looks immensely. The pressure that comes with it, is just absurd.
I was around 23 when it became apparent that I was losing it (I do realise some of you were even earlier).
A crowd of us would go round the local pubs and I remember a remark from a much older bloke saying, 'Hey, that's how it started with me!' pointing at some irregular hairs on my hairline. Needless to say I was horrified, and put on a front like I wasn't affected by his comment.
I've been on the recieving end of a few bald jokes from time to time. I've found the best way to deal with it, is to hit them right back with an equally hurtful personal jibe. f*** them! If they're gonna be a prick, ditto.
With each passing year, between 23-30, my hair started to look more and more like sh*t. I never treated the hairloss as that kind of information was hard to find mid 90s, the internet wasn't established then of course. It's so easy now to find the information you need and buy treatment straight to the front door.
Looking back the only action you could take, if the product was available, was to nervously walk in to a store, much like the embarrassment of buying condoms from some sniggering bird in the chemist.
I didn't know what the hell was going on. I just became hugely insecure and obsessed about it, and before that I was incredibly confident. I don't care who you are, you are seriously rocked by it.
Fast forward to now; I haven't got much left on my head, think slightly more than Jason Statham. And let me tell you, hairloss hurt then and it hurts just as much now. It never really gets easier, you just deal with better 'cos you're expected to at 40.
The fact is You will always have that mental image of when you had loads of hair, perhaps even too much, loading it up with styling gel etc. preparing for night ahead.
I'll leave you with this: just recently an old mate of my dad who is approx 70, wears a cap and he revealed to my dad that he's never seen without it 'cos he's ashamed of his bald head. Go figure. It will be with you always.
Now. the point of all this is? To offer some realism, I suppose. Maybe gain some perspective, which is hard I know.
I've had to develop other aspects of my personality; for better or worse.
Btw. If a pill came out in the future that restored my hair to that of my youth. I'd bite the f****r's hand off. I'd love to have my rockstar hair back.
Peace out.