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Hey, I am a long time reader and a first time poster.
In my 20s I was balding. I started balding in the back of my head at age 18. I remember it wasn't very noticeable until I used hair gel. In the sun, I'll never forget the first time a girl said "Wow, you're balding." It shook me to the core. I remember asking my buddies "It's because I'm blonde right, it's just the sun light."
They looked at me and said "No dude, it looks pretty thin back there." So I stopped using hair gel and no one ever mentioned it again until I was about 20. I started working as a coach at Boys club. One of the kids said "You're looking kind of thin up there." I was getting a receding hairline. I started wearing a hat every day. I was a P.E. coach by age 22 and I just wore a hat all the time. One day, at age 24, I won Employee of the Year. I was voted by my peers, I was very gregarious and social. I had to give a speech. I wanted to wear my hat, but they said, "No, you can't wear a hat at a banquet." I remember some of the teachers had never seen me without a hat, I was so embarrassed. I remember a young Kindergarten teacher said, "Wow, you're too young." As if she were mourning me, as if I were dead. To hell with her.
One day, I was at a hotel and I happened to get a glance at the very top of my head in a mirror. At this point I was 28 and I would get a 2 guard on the side, fade it into the crown of my head, and have them scissor cut the top. I remember the lady cutting my hair was flirting with me when I had my ball cap on. When I removed it, she was saying mean things. I just laughed it off, I wanted to leave and not pay for my haircut. Anyway, I was at this hotel, and I saw my head. I remember thinking I looked like a 45 year old tax man or banker. I was a 28 year old kid.
I started becoming less social. You have to understand, I was a very social person. I became a recluse. I didn't want to go anywhere, do anything, see anyone. My confidence was so low. Then, one day I just decided to shave my head. I started working out, I started running, I gained muscle, lost fat, and just shaved my head. Then I grew a beard. It was like I had an epiphany at age 30. I wish I had done this in my early 20s.
I said "FU** OFF HAIR!" I made my scalp my little b**ch. I shave it, moisturize my scalp, I get adequate amount of sun (just a little every day, it tans over a period of time) using sunscreen. My profile pic is me.
I was reading about how only black or latin guys look good with a shaved head. Go FU** yourself you self righteous bastards who think that. I spent my 20s trying to hide who I was. I am 31 and for the last year, I have had more confidence than I did at 21. I am 6'4'' and in shape, I get tons of attention from females WITHOUT my hat. I'm here to tell you, don't worry about Hair Loss treatment or substances, or whatever. Be BALD and BEAUTIFUL my friends. Kick your hair's ***. Don't let that sh** control you.
Hell yeah!
In my 20s I was balding. I started balding in the back of my head at age 18. I remember it wasn't very noticeable until I used hair gel. In the sun, I'll never forget the first time a girl said "Wow, you're balding." It shook me to the core. I remember asking my buddies "It's because I'm blonde right, it's just the sun light."
They looked at me and said "No dude, it looks pretty thin back there." So I stopped using hair gel and no one ever mentioned it again until I was about 20. I started working as a coach at Boys club. One of the kids said "You're looking kind of thin up there." I was getting a receding hairline. I started wearing a hat every day. I was a P.E. coach by age 22 and I just wore a hat all the time. One day, at age 24, I won Employee of the Year. I was voted by my peers, I was very gregarious and social. I had to give a speech. I wanted to wear my hat, but they said, "No, you can't wear a hat at a banquet." I remember some of the teachers had never seen me without a hat, I was so embarrassed. I remember a young Kindergarten teacher said, "Wow, you're too young." As if she were mourning me, as if I were dead. To hell with her.
One day, I was at a hotel and I happened to get a glance at the very top of my head in a mirror. At this point I was 28 and I would get a 2 guard on the side, fade it into the crown of my head, and have them scissor cut the top. I remember the lady cutting my hair was flirting with me when I had my ball cap on. When I removed it, she was saying mean things. I just laughed it off, I wanted to leave and not pay for my haircut. Anyway, I was at this hotel, and I saw my head. I remember thinking I looked like a 45 year old tax man or banker. I was a 28 year old kid.
I started becoming less social. You have to understand, I was a very social person. I became a recluse. I didn't want to go anywhere, do anything, see anyone. My confidence was so low. Then, one day I just decided to shave my head. I started working out, I started running, I gained muscle, lost fat, and just shaved my head. Then I grew a beard. It was like I had an epiphany at age 30. I wish I had done this in my early 20s.
I said "FU** OFF HAIR!" I made my scalp my little b**ch. I shave it, moisturize my scalp, I get adequate amount of sun (just a little every day, it tans over a period of time) using sunscreen. My profile pic is me.
I was reading about how only black or latin guys look good with a shaved head. Go FU** yourself you self righteous bastards who think that. I spent my 20s trying to hide who I was. I am 31 and for the last year, I have had more confidence than I did at 21. I am 6'4'' and in shape, I get tons of attention from females WITHOUT my hat. I'm here to tell you, don't worry about Hair Loss treatment or substances, or whatever. Be BALD and BEAUTIFUL my friends. Kick your hair's ***. Don't let that sh** control you.
Hell yeah!