I feel hopeless. I don’t expect anyone to reply to this, but I need somewhere to vent. I know that Hairtell users would be able to grasp my problem better than anyone else out there. Don’t feel obligated to reply; I’m not looking for sympathy or anything in particular. I have never even written or said any of this in real life, I’m way too insecure about it. I really don’t care who knows anymore. I’ve kind of given up at this point.
After what I thought I was moving in a positive direction in dealing with my current problem, I’m currently in college and have been working my ass off to save the money for electrolysis (on top of tuition, rent, and other ‘life’ expenses). I’ve been obsessed with my body hair for the past four years of my life, and it has completely consumed me these past few months (as I assume my puberty and hormones have progressed).
I’m a 19 year old male with a native background. I shouldn’t have a single hair on my body. I’m covered from head to toe in black hair; be it vellus or terminal. I have thick, terminal hair all over my chest and abdomen; that alone has made me depressed, as I see my buddies who can’t even grow forearm hair able to swim and whatnot. I see the hair starting to get thicker and grow outward from just my abdomen area to my sides (on my ribcage). I have a pool and hot tub and cannot even enjoy them anymore because of my insecurity.
In the past year or so, I have also been ‘blessed’ with a surge in growth in my shoulder hair. I now have long and medium-thickness vellus hairs on my shoulders. I used to bleach them, but as of late, that will not work (there is too much and it is too noticeable). I have seen this hair creep from my shoulders onto my shoulder blades. My armpit hair is now making a little trail from my armpits to my shoulders.
Below my waist is a different story; I should have been born Italian and thirty years ago. My legs, bum, everything: black, terminal hair. I even have that little trail of hair on my lower back leading to my butt. I just looked in the mirror now (as I rarely do, I hate seeing my body) and have noticed the small trail of hair from the back of my neck connect with a small patch of vellus hairs that will, no doubt, start going terminal in the next year or two. The middle of my back has not seen any growth, but I can see on the sides (sides near my ribcage) that there are vellus hairs there too. Those will start growing with time.
I’ve even noticed thick “peach fuzz” hairs that cover my ears. I use a beard trimmer on these to keep them as short as possible. I don’t think people understand that when I say I’m covered, I’m COVERED. Be it in vellus or terminal hair (like said before).
I’ve personally dismissed being happy with someone else. I can’t even look at my own body in the mirror, let alone share it with another person. This depresses me alone beyond belief. I’ve begun to miss out on the summer pool parties, and any kind of themed party where any kind of ‘skin’ is shown. These are obviously some of the most fun because they involve themes and whatnot. I don’t take off my shirt at the gym or anything. I’m not overweight whatsoever (I have an athletic body type and am in great shape). I obsess over whether or not my sleeves on my t-shirts are showing some of the vellus hairs that are creeping down my shoulders.
I don’t know what else to do. My dad is not hairy whatsoever. My grandpa on my mom’s side is (absolutely covered in hair, I expect I’ll be like him…), however, and my mom is a little hairier too. I don’t know where I have inherited this much hair from unless it’s from my grandpa.
I’ve definitely toyed with the idea of suicide before. I’m sorry for being so extreme, and I know this may seem like a petty problem, but I can’t even begin to explain the magnitude of an effect it has on me. I mean, who wants to sit through what could be potentially thousands of hours of electrolysis? I don’t even want to think about laser in fear of worsening my situation. I’ve been to my doctor and she has always turned me away. She said I am depressed (this is obvious), and would not listen to me when I suggested hormone tests or pills to block androgens to prevent further growth. I don’t know what else to do at this point. I’m driving my friends, family, and everyone in my life away because of a problem that I can’t even control.
I feel helpless and really want this all to end.
Thanks.