Dealing With Hair Loss and My Concerns For The Future | Mike’s Hair Loss Story

It was a week or two before my 23rd birthday and while at work, I finally took a closer look in the mirror at what I believed were two extremely small bald spots at the temples. I thought it had something to do with my haircut, or the way my hair was combed, but even after my co workers told me it was nothing, I knew deep down that something bad was going on.

All my life I looked at my father’s side of the families terrible male pattern baldness. Growing up however, I never ever once thought that baldness could happen to me. I just felt that I wasn’t the type, and certainly didn’t have the “look” to go bald. Over on my mothers side, along with my maternal grandfather, it’s 100% full heads of hair. But fast forward a little over a year from that day at work, while having just turned 24, and my temples have now receded drastically to the point where I can barely cover them up anymore. Everyday is a struggle, having to worry about fixing my hair. Looking in the mirror (which is now becoming harder and harder to do), and seeing my destroyed hair line, is almost surreal. Sometimes I really think its a dream, or maybe a nightmare. My baseball cap has literally become a part of my head, as getting the full head of hair look is now a procedure that I am too lazy to do each time I go out.

Ok but I’m sure you are thinking to yourself, this is just a story about receded temples and how it’s nothing compared to some of you guys. The thing that makes this story very upsetting is this… For almost the last 2 years, I have done everything in attempts to better my appearance. Every single thing from nicer clothes, to better haircuts, to mastering the art of shaving, all the way to paying $5,000 to straighten my crooked teeth with Invisalign braces. Sometimes I would look in the mirror and feel so happy and proud of myself that I didn’t think anything could possibly bring me down. I was even doing a lot better with women. Then, when this tragedy began to happen, halfway through the process of straightening my teeth (which would be the final enhancement of my looks), I became so devastated that it started to take over my life. All my hard work, now for nothing if I don’t have any hair obviously!

If my hair loss becomes any worse, I don’t know what I am going to do. But if these last few months are even any indication, I’m in for the worst experience of my life in the near future. I finally have made an appointment to see a doctor and whether it be Propecia or another med, I can only pray that it somewhat restores my now badly receded hair line. Pray for me, everyone.