I can’t believe I found this forum. I swear, I felt like the ONLY hairy girl in the universe.
I started noticing hair for the first time my freshman year of high school. I went to pull my hair back and my friend was like, “You have dark hair on your neck.” I immediately became embarassed and put my hair down. Ever since then, it just got darker and thicker and longer. I started going to get laser treatments when I was 16 and stopped this summer (I’m 21) because my doctor moved to Ohio. I felt uncomfortable getting a new person so I haven’t been back. But, I have discovered the wonderful joys of bleaching! This has been a God-send! I bleach my arms about once a week. I bleach my back, shoulders, chest whenever I feel like it. I also occasionally wax my face and started waxing the back of my legs.
But man, life hasn’t been easy. I’ve cried so many times over this. While most girls would just hop in the shower and wash their face, I had to shave it. Everyday! To add to it, I’m overweight too. I swear I felt like God gave me the worst of physical attributes. Just typing this makes me want to cry because it’s so hard! You would not believe how many nights I’ve spent just crying my eyes out and depressed over it.
Going to the beach was a day long ordeal. I had to shave EVERY INCH OF MY BODY so I didn’t have hair showing when I put on my swimsuit. I hate shaving, especially the backs of my legs and behind (yes, it’s that bad) because it grows back and it actually hurts!
I’m not sure if it’s hereditary or if I have something. I mean, my dad is really hairy and my mom has hardly any. But the women on my dad’s side are like him too, but no where near as bad as me. I’ve been tested for PCOS and everything was negative, but I don’t know.
Everything is so embarassing. I dread being intimate with a guy for fear that he’ll feel the hair and be totally grossed out, which I think is the case of the last guy I was ‘seeing.’ I despise wearing tank tops or any cute revealing clothing for that matter.
I’m a very open minded person, except when it comes to hair. I get so tense and nervous if someone talks about it and I can talk about anything else. I went to a friend’s birthday dinner and she was like, “Your arm hair is really shiny!” and I froze. I was like, “Uhh, I bleach it.” and the guys at the table started asking me about it. I could not have been more embarassed.
Ironically enough, I LOVE guys with hair. Haha, epecially facial hair and leg hair. I think it’s so sexy.
But anyways, enough of my babbling. I’m so, so, so glad to have found this place and I know that I’m not alone!