You dress better than I imagined. FYI your Hairline is receding, jmo ymmv. This was probably the defining moment of your life imo. You’re even Taller than the anchorman.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5670361&forum_id=2#48591412)

If only you knew, champ.

You laugh. You think it’s a joke. But it’s not a joke. I know what’s coming. The long war. The denial, the mirrors, the phantom itch of hair that isn’t there. The slow crawl toward the inevitable. Ignominy awaits. Not the first time a woman looks past you. Not the first time you catch a reflection you don’t recognize. Not even the day you run a hand through your hair and feel more scalp than strands. No, ignominy is slower. It’s the knowing. It’s the waiting. But I wait for nothing. It’s done. I am Bald. There is no war left to fight. No further shame. I have reached the bottom. And at the bottom, there is nothing to fear.

You are still falling. I have already landed.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5670361&forum_id=2#48619428)