Virginityrocks
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After 9 months of propecia-use, I am giving up. I have begun to come to terms with my genetic disorder and have accepted that I have lived all that I need to live with hair and can live out the rest of my life without issues surrounding hairloss. I am turning 27 in a few months, and feel my best years are behind me. I no longer go to the clubs, and I no longer care how women view me.
A big part of this decision has to do with my girlfriend. The past 3 weeks I have had severe sexual problems as a result of propecia, and it has had an effect on my relationship. I believe her happiness and my sexual enjoyment is more important than hair, and no longer see the time and expense put toward other treatments as worthwhile.
After a very emotional conversation, I asked if she really cared if I lost my hair, and she doesn't care. So why would I? Why would I treaten or inhibit my sexual ability, even mildly, threatening the strength of my relationship, because of my own insecurity?
I will miss my hair, and maybe one day they will have the technology to bring it back, but, by then, I will probably not care what I look like, and whatever superfluous expense for the privilege would rather be spent on less trivial things.
So, for the final time, I am signing off. Goodbye, and goodbye hair. The psychological distress you have given me is not worth whatever life I have left to live on this world.
A big part of this decision has to do with my girlfriend. The past 3 weeks I have had severe sexual problems as a result of propecia, and it has had an effect on my relationship. I believe her happiness and my sexual enjoyment is more important than hair, and no longer see the time and expense put toward other treatments as worthwhile.
After a very emotional conversation, I asked if she really cared if I lost my hair, and she doesn't care. So why would I? Why would I treaten or inhibit my sexual ability, even mildly, threatening the strength of my relationship, because of my own insecurity?
I will miss my hair, and maybe one day they will have the technology to bring it back, but, by then, I will probably not care what I look like, and whatever superfluous expense for the privilege would rather be spent on less trivial things.
So, for the final time, I am signing off. Goodbye, and goodbye hair. The psychological distress you have given me is not worth whatever life I have left to live on this world.