Balding at 18 Destroyed My Confidence
But being bald restored it
My genetics suck.
Okay, to be more specific and less self-deprecating, my follicle-based genetics suck… a lot.
I honestly don’t think I know a single male in my family, direct or extended, that doesn’t struggle with some degree of hair loss, ranging from moderate alopecia to severe male-pattern baldness.
Fortunately for me, my older brother and I got the longer end of the still-sucky stick, because we basically only have receding hairlines and mild thinning on the top of our head.
But unfortunately for me, I’m a stubborn man with a tendency to make impulsive decisions.
Losing My Hair Was Kind of My Fault… Maybe
I had long hair in high school.
I kid you not, one of my nicknames was “Jesus”, because I was a skinny brown kid with a beard and long dark hair that almost reached the middle of my back.
Some of my other nicknames were not so flattering, but I welcomed them, teasing jokes and all.
I loved having long hair, partly because virtually no one else had that hairstyle and it made me feel different (as all teenagers need to feel on an hourly basis), and partly because I genuinely…
