Who the **** would point out someone's gyno -- what a douche! You must be imagining it.
Just keep getting bigger and stronger, brother. Better yourself however you can.
My impression is you've been going through this for a while. At this point, I think you're over the hump of hairloss adjustment but just have some residual anxiety.
Stay strong.
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Aromatase inhibitor? It's a ****ing cancer medication. Side effects include loss of memory... and hair loss. He should go straight into surgery.
Once the gyno is settled, you can't go back. Do you think you can feed girls aromatase inhibitors and see their breats shrink?Leave a comment:
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did you try using an aromatase inhibitor to try and reduce gyno? i've seen people on forums use it and they had success in reducing it by a lot.Leave a comment:
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Been working out lately. For three months now; to the point where it's noticeable that I'm bigger, stronger.
I've got medication induced gynecomastia. My chest has gotten 'stronger', per se, but my gyno is in a sense entirely more noticeable with a shirt on.
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Especially in profile (from the side). Edit: the pseudo gyno has been pushed out, off the muscle, if you can imagine this.
After going out to a house jam tonight, I've taken away a few comments. I'm fairly wasted btw, and reflecting:
One: someone I feel pointed out my gyno. This might have been in passing, and I might be imagining it. But I feel it's noticeable enough that she commented. I feel it happened.
Two:my bud from a while back, haven't seen him in time. Commented I'm now entirely bigger than him. Maybe in jest, but probably truthfully; this felt good to me. It feels like I'm making positive progress in this regard.
Three:Coworker (fairly fit) hinting she wants to hook up with me, and being fairly flirty. Additionally, feeling guilty I've got a girlfriend, definitely wasted, but clearly is attracted.
I'm shaved head, Nw3 btw.
Four: random girl asking why I shave my head. Diverted the question, or made a joke and continued conversation. Not phased.
As I type this, my girlfriend is lying beside me passed out. Hair loss still plagues my every thought. Well, not every thought, but many of them. I mean, Im writing a fukking confessional to the Bald Truth at 4am. Hm.
I'm not entirely happy with myself. But Im happy with her. And she loves me. (I love her too).
I think too much. I hope we'll one day be cured.
Cheers,
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