Despite my best efforts I have officially entered Norwood 3V territory and I'm not even 24. I stopped taking/enjoying showers because seeing clumps of hair coating the floor was too much. I no longer enjoy a lot of the things I used to anymore, like being in my PJs. The worst part is that my facial hair grows, and grows fast; it's itchy and annoying, and sometimes I'll scratch at it until I see blood start to gather at the tips of my claws--which are now so long they stopped being finger nails. Between my lack of eyebrows, sunken eyes, yellow unwashed teeth and tongue, dirty and covered in every bodily fluid imaginable clothes, and claws I look like some monster. I only vaguely know why I care about my hair so much; for most of my life my parents kept it short and COVID was the first time I had full control of my hair and let it grow unchecked. Unfortunately it was last time because I noticed I was balding at 21/22.