The misery of going bald.
Going Bald
I came home one night and found a bottle of herbal, hair growth pills sitting on my desk. My mom had decided that it was time to do something about my balding head, so she went on the Internet and bought some hair growth pills.
The pill container was placed in the middle of my desk and affixed with a yellow post-it note. The note simply read: “Mike, please let your hair grow. Love, Momma.”
That was four years ago.
It wasn’t until that point that I really thought much about my balding head.