This past year I have aged tremendously. My hair is already beginning to gray, thin, and recede. I have begun to develop nasolobial folds. No wrinkles or crows feet (knock on wood) but I think my skin has lost a bit of elasticity. I thought I had at least a few more years before I hit The Wall. Some of it is probably from all the stress I’m under and my recent weight gain, but some of it has to be from the vagaries of age.
It is all so very depressing.
I went to the doctor and asked him to prescribe me finasteride. He ran his hands through my hair and told me I was fine. I told him I really needed it, and he still refused. He warned me of the potential side effects, including suicidal thoughts. I half-jokingly told him that if I went bald I would be suicidal anyway so I might as well be suicidal with hair. No dice, and no prescription. At least I have been exercising and am slowly starting to shed the pounds.
A part of me wants to dig my heels and do everything I can to fight the ravages of time; but a part of me knows that all the medications, poultices, treatments, and creams are foot soldiers fighting on the losing side of a war where the outcome was already decided the day I was born. I know one day I will be dead, but does my hair have to die first?
How have you guys dealt with aging? Has it been with grace and forbearance, or does Father Time have to take you away kicking and screaming?


Handle it! Wow, what a question.
Exercise, bicycling, it really does make a big difference. Try to use the bike as your primary mode of transportation. Driving in the car is a waste of time.
Diet, need to do much better here.
Yoga and meditation, so much of it is in the mind, including sexual capability as far as I can see.
And then just continuing to learn new and challenging things and continuing to make and implement new plans. Growing in my perspective every single day!
Great Topic!
SJG
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