"I was going bald. And fast. By 28 years old (I know, super young) I was losing what seemed like 1000 hairs a day. I swear I watched myself turn from a healthy looking 27 year old to almost looking 40 by the time I was 28. Hair loss sucks, and I never thought I would have to deal with it this bad at such a young age.
So my hair growth journey started. My attempt to save my last remaining hairs and regrow my old luscious mane had begun and little did I know how littered with pitfalls and potholes it would be.
I first tried some of the more mild stuff, which I had little hope for and turned out to be right about. They had almost no effect whatsoever on my thinning hair. After giving these some time to see if they would work I quickly realized that it was pointless for me to continue using them. I then turned to some of the more strong options. These are widely renown drugs (I won’t mention them here) that I started to apply to my scalp. I had high hopes for these. Everyone online touted the amazing results they were getting and I figured that it was worth it. After all, being 24 and almost bald is a scary place to be.
Girls don’t like it, and I felt incredibly insecure unless I was wearing a hat or beanie of some kind. I could not go in public unless I was wearing something to hide my balding head. Hair loss is the worst.
I think the stress of me losing hair and the quick realization that the stuff I was trying wasn’t working started to make me freak out even more.
So after a few weeks of trying these topical chemical sprays I started to notice some serious side effects. My sex drive plummeted and I quickly realized I couldn’t get hard. Even if I was able to somehow rizz up a girl with my current looks, the second we would get into bed things would go from bad to worse. Not being able to get hard in front of a girl is one of the most embarrassing things I’ve ever gone through. Couple that with my almost bald head and you have a recipe for rejection."