There I was in highschool, with long, gorgeous hair. That was the prime of my life, everybody loved and adored my hair. Then, graduation day came, and I wanted to look my best, so I got my hair cut short. It never grew back. Where am I at now? Well, I am just a junior in college, with thinning, shoulder-length hair, regretting my decision to ever get it cut. I cope by just keep telling myself, in six more years, I will be able to afford whatever treatment there is. For those who don't are not able to afford treatments, just remember, you are not alone. There is many other brothers out there who know your troubles and pains. Live well, my bald brothers.