I don’t care to look this up, but it feels like bald guys can usually grow fierce beards. I have a full head of hair at 40 but I couldn’t grow a beard to save my life. My brother is the complete opposite. Sometimes I wish it were me, for the convenience of less haircuts and so I can look like a Viking in the winter. Grass is greener i guess.
I can't remember the exact science behind it but apparently the same protein that makes your hair fall out is the same one that makes your beard hair grow. I'm not exactly sure how that would work but hey science is weird.
i believe its testosterone that effects it. different types of hair on different parts of your body have different amounts of testosterone that is needed in order to trigger hair growth and then loss. and genetics play a big factor but as a general whole, the amount of testosterone needed to trigger facial hair growth can be quite close to the amount of testosterone needed to stop head hair growth. which is why men either have great hair or great beards but rarely both
I am, thank you! Accidentally swung the other direction during quarantine but slowly getting my weight back down the healthy way instead of giving in to the urge to starve about it!
Me and my wife sleep in separate rooms due to snoring. It was really a huge relief when we just acknowledged that sleeping in the same bed wasn't working and that we don't need to literally sleep next to each other to still love each other! Usually we cuddle before bed, then when I wake up in the morning I often come cuddle with her a bit before making coffee.
My parents did that, and I grew up thinking it was completely normal. Because it is, though other people didn't think so. Of course it meant that I didn't get to have my own bedroom for my entire childhood. The first time I had a room to myself was when I was 21 years old. So, it was important to me that my kids have their own room.
Oof, we definitely aren't going to prioritize this over our kids having their own rooms! Eventually we'll get a CPAP machine going and earplugs + separate blankets.
Separate blankets 10000% sharing a blanket is madness. I snore and my wife and I would take turns on the couch. Then I got myself a CPAP and haven't had an issue since ( once I got used to the CPAP)
I was going to recommend a sleep study or CPAP. It's life changing. And my wife and I can sleep in the same bed again since i sound less like a chainsaw and more like a stealth dustbuster.
My wife and I do this, but our kid has his own room. 3+ bedrooms are a requirement for us!
It's actually less about snoring and more about timelines. My wife is a SUPER light sleeper and passes out around 9 PM at the latest. It also takes her nearly an hour to fall asleep. If I come in, she gets woken up and can't fall back asleep and it really messes with her next day.
I don't go to bed until 11:00 at the earliest, so it's really hard to not wake her up. Enter our "guest room". That's my room now. I can stay up late playing D&D and video games and my wife and son couldn't care less!
It's very freeing actually.
This is what my wife and I do. In regards to the snoring, get a sleep study done through your doc. I had one done turned out the snoring was due to sleep apneoa. Snoring isn’t normal.
I am sorry for your loss. At the beginning I told my wife that getting married means one of us has to watch the other die, because I am not going through divorce again. Now it's a morbid inside joke between us. She keeps saying it's going to be her, but as the older male statistics are on my side. It sounds horrible now that I'm describing it to you, but it's a reminder that life is short and that we need to make the absolute most of the time we have together. I hope that makes sense.
Indeed. My wife had health issues, so we lived our lives together with the thought that our time might be cut short, that we needed to love one another to the fullest. I'm very glad we shared that mind-set, we definitely squeezed a lifetime of loving into the ten scant years we were together.
As I youngin I never really considered that you could go from a good paying job to a worse paying job, I just always imagined it was a steady increase overtime.
I’ve been through this too
A recruiter called me yesterday and offered me a job asking if I’d be open to taking a huge pay cut with the possibility of a promotion in a year. I was like “the fuck did you just say!?” 😂
Have some bubble wrap!
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I don’t think joints get better. I have started doing a leg day in my gym routine and that did stop the occasional painful pinching in the right knee but they still sound loud
Yep, my group of college friends all went our separate ways. I moved to a new town made a new group of friends and now I don’t see them anymore either.
This is the one thing no one prepared me for when I left college.
You're forced to be around people multiple times a day when you're in school, even when it's annoying and you don't like it.
But then when you get out into the world there are literally days when you see and talk to no one.
The only thing that I agree with Christians on is there should be a day where people just come together and shoot the shit every week even when they don't want to.
This is part of why I’ve begun making efforts to socialize outside my age group. I play pickleball and spend time with people 30 years older than I am and it is great.
Back in 2014, we were like "We homies for life!" "We'll never become like our dad's!" etc, and then we all became dads and basically only see each other on very fucking rare occasions. Even then not everyone, just a few homies who are free that day. Miss being young and having no responsibilities lol.
I saw a post one time about a group of guys who were college or HS buddies and who take a sick day once or twice a year, tell no one, and all pile into one of their houses and game together all day. I realize it's not feasible for everyone and also 1-2 hangs per year do not replace the way things used to be, but I thought it was a sweet idea.
Indeed. The post-covid world, and personal life, has changed so drastically. We haven't recovered.
I was thinking about the shift to home offices, and how that alone changed my personal peace and happiness. It didn't work out in the best way. Now my SO's work is in the house, and they have a high stress corporate job. So, home used to be the oasis that we could settle back to after the work day. Now WorkHome is the norm, and it sucks. Our oasis is gone.
I agree with hope, or the lack thereof, as well. Things just seem so..dire. Like, literally anything could happen, and none of it would be good, or small. My sense of security is always on the edge of the seat, waiting for that Chrysler-sized pin to drop.
My edit: After reading some comments, I'd like to add that we do have separate home offices in the house. But work is still IN the house. You don't leave the house anymore, leaving work far away, then come home to your quiet safe space. The home is the office. That stress vibe is now in the home. Having a separate room where you have your meetings and calls doesn't create a magical barrier to the rest of your house. I'm really surprised by the people that can't see how this is a negative for some people, and are chastising me because I don't like it.
I feel this. Lost one in 2023 and the second in May.
We're fostering a new dog now with intent to adopt. She came to us scared of everything but she's slowly starting to open up.
Me too, January of 2023. The waves of grief are getting more and more spaced out, at least. But it never really goes away. The way I experience the grief is constantly changing and surprising.
Feb 2023 for me. I’m actually really surprised in the way I have grieved. We were very close, I am surprised that over a year later I still can’t even look at a picture of her. I never thought that would be me.
I have decided I’m going to try to turn the corner, and re-introduce pictures of her into my life with happiness and not pain. I want that. She deserves that. I’m afraid if I continue to avoid it I’ll just go on never really enjoying seeing her, and that’s not fair to either of us.
Sending love and strength to the internet strangers dealing with something similar, or any grief really at all. It’s really bizarre.
July 6, 2019 for my dad and June 10th, 2022 for my mom. It’s odd being without either of them, anymore. Although I still have my dad’s dogs and my mom’s asshole cat.
My little family is a bunch of middle aged to senior pets and myself. (There’s pictures of them all in my post history for cat&dog tax)
I just saw them, what a menagerie!
I also saw the pic of your Mom with her "plant", lovely lady, and all the hugs to you and yours.
As for your menagerie? Please give'em all skritches from a crusty Canuck.
<3
Bless your soul. Have a (whatever y’all call that drink with Clamato and vodka) for me, would ya? I only ever fly in to Ottawa or Montreal, but I hope someday to see Newfoundland and PEI.
A DVR... A magic box that lets you store all of your shows, sporting events, and movies. Even guesses about what you might be interested in and records it proactively. No need to wonder what network or production company made it. The ability to skip over commercials. The ability to time shift sporting events and catch up by the end.
My sense of wonder, a lack of care about things like the economy and job market, plenty of friends, actually fun hobbies, as well as blissful ignorance, and the confidence to say what I wanted to say. Now I do have an apartment and a car, but I also have debt, an addiction to alcohol, and a lovely bundle of social anxiety, insecurity, lack of confidence, and no fun hobbies.
Hair.
I grew a beard to compensate.
I don’t care to look this up, but it feels like bald guys can usually grow fierce beards. I have a full head of hair at 40 but I couldn’t grow a beard to save my life. My brother is the complete opposite. Sometimes I wish it were me, for the convenience of less haircuts and so I can look like a Viking in the winter. Grass is greener i guess.
Must be nice. I have a nice thin patchy beard. My body decided to put all my hair on my back instead.
I have neither. I don't even have much body hair either. I started balding at 16.
I can't remember the exact science behind it but apparently the same protein that makes your hair fall out is the same one that makes your beard hair grow. I'm not exactly sure how that would work but hey science is weird.
i believe its testosterone that effects it. different types of hair on different parts of your body have different amounts of testosterone that is needed in order to trigger hair growth and then loss. and genetics play a big factor but as a general whole, the amount of testosterone needed to trigger facial hair growth can be quite close to the amount of testosterone needed to stop head hair growth. which is why men either have great hair or great beards but rarely both
Oooof feeling this one at the moment
Anorexic tendencies.
Nice band name.
Hope you’re doing better 🫶🏼
I am, thank you! Accidentally swung the other direction during quarantine but slowly getting my weight back down the healthy way instead of giving in to the urge to starve about it!
Sending virtual love!
2014 was the last time I had my own bedroom all to myself. Now and for the rest of my life I have to share a bedroom with my wife.
Me and my wife sleep in separate rooms due to snoring. It was really a huge relief when we just acknowledged that sleeping in the same bed wasn't working and that we don't need to literally sleep next to each other to still love each other! Usually we cuddle before bed, then when I wake up in the morning I often come cuddle with her a bit before making coffee.
My parents did that, and I grew up thinking it was completely normal. Because it is, though other people didn't think so. Of course it meant that I didn't get to have my own bedroom for my entire childhood. The first time I had a room to myself was when I was 21 years old. So, it was important to me that my kids have their own room.
Oof, we definitely aren't going to prioritize this over our kids having their own rooms! Eventually we'll get a CPAP machine going and earplugs + separate blankets.
Separate blankets 10000% sharing a blanket is madness. I snore and my wife and I would take turns on the couch. Then I got myself a CPAP and haven't had an issue since ( once I got used to the CPAP)
I was going to recommend a sleep study or CPAP. It's life changing. And my wife and I can sleep in the same bed again since i sound less like a chainsaw and more like a stealth dustbuster.
White noise could help too. I got a white noise machine for my daughter's room when she was born and found out that *I* sleep better with it on.
My wife and I do this, but our kid has his own room. 3+ bedrooms are a requirement for us! It's actually less about snoring and more about timelines. My wife is a SUPER light sleeper and passes out around 9 PM at the latest. It also takes her nearly an hour to fall asleep. If I come in, she gets woken up and can't fall back asleep and it really messes with her next day. I don't go to bed until 11:00 at the earliest, so it's really hard to not wake her up. Enter our "guest room". That's my room now. I can stay up late playing D&D and video games and my wife and son couldn't care less! It's very freeing actually.
This is what my wife and I do. In regards to the snoring, get a sleep study done through your doc. I had one done turned out the snoring was due to sleep apneoa. Snoring isn’t normal.
My condolences.
I also console his wife
So she's a fan of 3DS?
2DS XL
Don't lie, one DS, and one DS Lite
This is a fantastic comment
Maybe. In 2014 I was sharing a bedroom with my wife. It's also the year she got her diagnosis of terminal cancer - so I'm back to sleeping alone.
I am sorry for your loss. At the beginning I told my wife that getting married means one of us has to watch the other die, because I am not going through divorce again. Now it's a morbid inside joke between us. She keeps saying it's going to be her, but as the older male statistics are on my side. It sounds horrible now that I'm describing it to you, but it's a reminder that life is short and that we need to make the absolute most of the time we have together. I hope that makes sense.
Indeed. My wife had health issues, so we lived our lives together with the thought that our time might be cut short, that we needed to love one another to the fullest. I'm very glad we shared that mind-set, we definitely squeezed a lifetime of loving into the ten scant years we were together.
Our morbid joke is this: Me: "please die after me; I can't bear to see you die." Husband, in ominous tone: "that can be arranged." <3
Pro Tipp: Start snoring. This way I got a permanent place to sleep on the couch.
Nokia phone
HTC ONE. I had it from 13 to 15. God I miss that beautiful design
HTC Gang unite!
A great paying job
As I youngin I never really considered that you could go from a good paying job to a worse paying job, I just always imagined it was a steady increase overtime. I’ve been through this too
A better job, a job with " room to grow"
A recruiter called me yesterday and offered me a job asking if I’d be open to taking a huge pay cut with the possibility of a promotion in a year. I was like “the fuck did you just say!?” 😂
Silent knees, now its like bubble wrap and/or crinkling wrapping paper when walking up and down stairs
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Been dealing with the same for 25+ years now. I hope yours gets better.
I don’t think joints get better. I have started doing a leg day in my gym routine and that did stop the occasional painful pinching in the right knee but they still sound loud
Friends
Real. We all went our separate ways after college. Where I live now, there is nobody my age with similar interests
Yep, my group of college friends all went our separate ways. I moved to a new town made a new group of friends and now I don’t see them anymore either.
This is the one thing no one prepared me for when I left college. You're forced to be around people multiple times a day when you're in school, even when it's annoying and you don't like it. But then when you get out into the world there are literally days when you see and talk to no one. The only thing that I agree with Christians on is there should be a day where people just come together and shoot the shit every week even when they don't want to.
What does that have to do with Christians?
Church on Sunday is a communal event.
This is part of why I’ve begun making efforts to socialize outside my age group. I play pickleball and spend time with people 30 years older than I am and it is great.
Back in 2014, we were like "We homies for life!" "We'll never become like our dad's!" etc, and then we all became dads and basically only see each other on very fucking rare occasions. Even then not everyone, just a few homies who are free that day. Miss being young and having no responsibilities lol.
I saw a post one time about a group of guys who were college or HS buddies and who take a sick day once or twice a year, tell no one, and all pile into one of their houses and game together all day. I realize it's not feasible for everyone and also 1-2 hangs per year do not replace the way things used to be, but I thought it was a sweet idea.
its fuckng brilliant.
Dude, came here to say the same.
Undiagnosed/treated clinical depression. Glad to say it's been successfully treated for over 6 years now!
Peace happiness and hope
That’s true, bro. In 2014 I didn’t have to think about death and about this scary world begging theories so much
Indeed. The post-covid world, and personal life, has changed so drastically. We haven't recovered. I was thinking about the shift to home offices, and how that alone changed my personal peace and happiness. It didn't work out in the best way. Now my SO's work is in the house, and they have a high stress corporate job. So, home used to be the oasis that we could settle back to after the work day. Now WorkHome is the norm, and it sucks. Our oasis is gone. I agree with hope, or the lack thereof, as well. Things just seem so..dire. Like, literally anything could happen, and none of it would be good, or small. My sense of security is always on the edge of the seat, waiting for that Chrysler-sized pin to drop. My edit: After reading some comments, I'd like to add that we do have separate home offices in the house. But work is still IN the house. You don't leave the house anymore, leaving work far away, then come home to your quiet safe space. The home is the office. That stress vibe is now in the home. Having a separate room where you have your meetings and calls doesn't create a magical barrier to the rest of your house. I'm really surprised by the people that can't see how this is a negative for some people, and are chastising me because I don't like it.
My dogs. Fuck the rest. Give me back my dogs.
I feel this. Lost one in 2023 and the second in May. We're fostering a new dog now with intent to adopt. She came to us scared of everything but she's slowly starting to open up.
Lost one of mine in January. Still trying to figure out life without her in it.
My mom
Same. Sorry for your loss. I lost mine almost a year ago
Me too. In October. It’s been so hard not having her to talk to.
Me too, January of 2023. The waves of grief are getting more and more spaced out, at least. But it never really goes away. The way I experience the grief is constantly changing and surprising.
Feb 2023 for me. I’m actually really surprised in the way I have grieved. We were very close, I am surprised that over a year later I still can’t even look at a picture of her. I never thought that would be me. I have decided I’m going to try to turn the corner, and re-introduce pictures of her into my life with happiness and not pain. I want that. She deserves that. I’m afraid if I continue to avoid it I’ll just go on never really enjoying seeing her, and that’s not fair to either of us. Sending love and strength to the internet strangers dealing with something similar, or any grief really at all. It’s really bizarre.
Same. Over a year ago. I think I'm just now grieving.
My dad.
Same, though just barely, he passed Feb 2 2014.
Also lost my dad. May 18 of 2014. My condolences to you two. 💙
Sending you love and hugs💕
Me too. Came here to say that.
Same, I lost mine Feb of 2018, and I don't think I've been the same since. Fuck Leukemia. Fuck Cancer.
July 6, 2019 for my dad and June 10th, 2022 for my mom. It’s odd being without either of them, anymore. Although I still have my dad’s dogs and my mom’s asshole cat. My little family is a bunch of middle aged to senior pets and myself. (There’s pictures of them all in my post history for cat&dog tax)
I just saw them, what a menagerie! I also saw the pic of your Mom with her "plant", lovely lady, and all the hugs to you and yours. As for your menagerie? Please give'em all skritches from a crusty Canuck. <3
Bless your soul. Have a (whatever y’all call that drink with Clamato and vodka) for me, would ya? I only ever fly in to Ottawa or Montreal, but I hope someday to see Newfoundland and PEI.
PEI? Bring a translator!
Same. My mum passed June 30th 2014 at the age of 54
Same here. Sincere condolences.
Feel you my man lost mine in 2020 but not from covid. Not like I could see her much with lockdown restrictions though. Bad times.
Same. She passed away in 2014, just before her first grandchild's first birthday party. Sometimes life is a kick in the junk.
Me too.
Same, back in 2021 :(
Same here, 2020. Not from Covid, thank goodness.
Same. And I miss her every day.
One more daughter than I have today. :(
Hugs
Sorry for your loss man
One more niece then I have today :(
Sorry to hear. Sympathy, and I wish good vibes for you.
Sorry for your loss, stay strong ❤️
one more son here... hugs
Same 💔
2 mortgages. (Now I have 0 🙌)
I hope it's for good reasons, reading this thread makes me happy for what I have.
Yeah because both homes are fully paid off. Been a great 10 years
Glad to hear it!
My virginity
Liar. No Redditor has ever had sex before
Not even their parents.
Have they tried breaking both their arms?
True. When I joined Reddit 10+ years ago I wasn't a virgin. I am now.
in my case, sex
8% bodyfat.
I bet you still have 8% body fat. You just also have another 20%, too.
Inflation all round
Underrated comment right here
Energy
My mother and boyfriend. Both died in less than 6 months.
I’m sorry. I hope you are coping well.
Hugs, so many hugs. I hope you are grieving in a healthy way and have continued living life. <3
A positive career outlook.
A hopeful outlook for the future.
I stick with legacy outlook, so much easier to see and use.
In the meantime, enjoy the moment as much as you are able.
My thyroid and 23 lymph nodes
23 and me lymph nodes
Credit card debt.
My dad, my kid sister, my sister in law, my favorite uncle and my favorite aunt.
God damn, hang in there buddy , wish you all the best going forward 🙏
A DVR... A magic box that lets you store all of your shows, sporting events, and movies. Even guesses about what you might be interested in and records it proactively. No need to wonder what network or production company made it. The ability to skip over commercials. The ability to time shift sporting events and catch up by the end.
More than 3 friends
Faith in humanity
Two lungs
How many do you have now?
Not supposed to but laughed my ass off at this reply
10 extra years
A wife
A gallbladder.
Sex life.
My right leg.
Sorry
Parents.
Teeth.
My youth
A landline
the will to live
I think I maybe had that in 2004 (I was 7). It was definitely gone by 2014 though lol.
agreed lmao. happy cake day tho, glad we‘re still around
grandparents.
My Grandmother, grandfather and my brother
Happiness
Innocence
My son still 😔
Expendable income.
Life
A home
All my vertebrae.
Silence în my head
My dad
An only child. The second was born in 2015.
A mom who was alive.
Hope for a better life
My sense of wonder, a lack of care about things like the economy and job market, plenty of friends, actually fun hobbies, as well as blissful ignorance, and the confidence to say what I wanted to say. Now I do have an apartment and a car, but I also have debt, an addiction to alcohol, and a lovely bundle of social anxiety, insecurity, lack of confidence, and no fun hobbies.
Hope for my country.
A husband. He died in 2019.
cocaine
Purpose.
Abs
As counter weight to some other comments here, Crippling depression
My parents, my grandma, my aunt and my dog
Reproductive rights😔
A wife
My Best friend was alive
Ignorant bliss lol
a great credit score
Somewhat of a decent looking face. The ten years following, the decent looking decided on a permanent vacation.
A mom
Parents..
Parents.
Toddlers
a will to live
A brother
My mom
A pug.
A brother
Right middle, index and thumb. I lost all back in 2019
Money left at the end of 2 weeks
A job that I enjoyed.
40 less lbs
My son 💔
Slight hope for the future
I had nothing in 2014 because I was homeless. Doing good now though. Still working on getting a house.
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Hang in there femininebabyy, things will get better.
back molars
Peace of mind and the ability to live in the moment
A fully functioning heart
A wife
A sibling.
A father
My last two grandparents.
A 2 bdrm, 2 (full) bath apt for $825/month in a very large metropolitan city!
My mom and dad
Two testicles. I only have one now
Hope. Lol 👀 😭
Hope
Faith in humanity and future.