Oh my God is that a grey? Is it even that bad? Maybe it’s not receding at all? No one will ever find you attractive.You can’t possibly go to a party looking like that.Needless to say, I don’t make it to the party.
My night ends with a panic attack followed by frantic hair transplant research in bed before my body finally decides enough is enough.
At 1 am I fall asleep sitting up.Between the ages of 17 and 22, this was how things tended to play out for me any time I was meant to be going out.Read more on mind.org.uk