I was 28 when I first noticed my hair thinning. It started with a few extra hairs in the shower drain, then a slightly higher hairline in photos.
I tried to ignore it, but every morning I'd catch myself tilting my head in the mirror, trying to convince myself it wasn't that bad.
By 29, I couldn't deny it anymore. My dating profile photos became an exercise in creative angles. I'd spend an hour taking selfies just to find one where my hairline didn't look like it was in full retreat. I started wearing hats everywhere – to work, on dates, even at family gatherings.