I’m 18, finally. Supposed to feel like I’ve leveled up in life. Supposed to be invincible. But you know what I’m most obsessed with lately?
Not losing my hair.
Not cars. Not college. Not crushes. My hair.
I’m really proud of it. It's thick, it’s mine, and it’s healthy because I’ve treated it like a plant I’m afraid to overwater. No heat, no straighteners, no two-hour flat iron torture sessions. I leave it alone and love it for what it is.
But there’s this little fear living rent-free in my head — like a tiny bald spot of anxiety.
Because I’ve seen what happened to my dad.
Watching My Dad Go Bald Was Weirdly Emotional
My dad started losing his hair before I even realized what "male pattern baldness" was. It happened fast — faster than I thought it would. One day he had a hairline, and the next year it looked like it packed its bags and left in the night.
I didn’t care when I was younger.
But now that I’m older and looking in the mirror like it’s a crystal ball, I can’t not think about it.
“Will that be me?”
“Is it genetic?”
“Is it already starting and I just don’t see it yet?”
I check my hairline every time I get out of the shower like I’m solving a mystery.
What I Do to Keep My Hair Healthy (Even If Genetics Are Coming for Me)
Okay, so I’m not a doctor. But I am a guy who deeply, emotionally, irrationally (but also rationally) wants to keep his hair for as long as humanly possible.
Here’s what I’ve been doing — not from influencers or products with questionable names, but from research, Reddit wormholes, and real barbers who care.
🧴 1. No Heat. Ever.
Flat irons? Blow dryers? Nah. I air dry like it’s a religion. Every now and then, yeah, I wanna look extra polished — but I remind myself: that temporary slick look isn’t worth the long-term fallout.
🛏 2. I Sleep on Satin
Don’t laugh — I stole my sister’s satin pillowcase and never gave it back. Less friction = less breakage. That stuff matters, especially when every strand feels like gold.
🍳 3. Protein and Iron Like I’m Building a Hair Army
Eggs, spinach, nuts, Greek yogurt — if it sounds like it could fuel a superhero’s hairline, I’m eating it. Turns out your follicles are basically mini factories, and I’m trying to avoid layoffs.
🧘♂️ 4. Chill. For Real.
I didn’t know that stress causes hair loss until I was knee-deep in finals week. So now, I try to manage my stress levels like my future hairline depends on it. Because it kind of does.
🧴 5. Oils? Yeah, I Oil My Scalp Like a Grandma
Castor oil. Rosemary oil. A little massage here and there. People clown on scalp oiling until they see how it actually boosts circulation and wakes up dormant follicles.
But Here’s the Real Talk: Even If I Do Everything “Right”… I Might Still Lose It
And that’s the part no one wants to admit.
There’s no bulletproof plan. You can eat right, avoid heat, and still end up with your dad’s crown.
But what I’m trying to remember — and this is the hard part — is that I’m not my hair. I’m not less attractive, less confident, or less me if it thins out.
My hair is a part of me — but it’s not the whole story.
So, Why Am I Writing This?
Because there are guys out there like me. Eighteen, maybe younger. Scared to lose something that society says defines their attractiveness. Quietly panicking every time they see a photo with too much forehead showing.
You’re not shallow. You’re not overreacting.
You care about something, and that’s human.
Final Thoughts (From a Guy Holding Onto Hope and His Hairline)
I might lose it. I might not.
But I’ll keep treating my hair with love — because that’s a reflection of how I want to treat myself.
So yeah, I’m proud of my hair.
And I’m proud that I care.
If you’re out there, running your fingers through your roots and silently praying they stay put — I’m with you.
We got this.
Or, you know... we'll rock a buzz cut like legends if it comes to that. 😉
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