I went bald at the ripe old age of 17. Not fully, mind you. Just a bit. By 23 it was incredibly noticeable. I decided that hair was hair and it ultimately didn't matter. Since it first start I've just shaved my head. It get's annoying and sometimes I forget, to be honest. My wife actually likes it when I do. She claims I look more distinguished. I think I just look like an old man. In some way, I'm super excited for my 30's. I feel like I can finally not give a damn about whether or not my hair is receding. The whole consideration is absolutely absurd, of course. Although it is interesting to see how age norms have shaped my thinking on this subject.
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