We’ve all had trouble explaining to our friends and families exactly WHAT post finasteride syndrome is and WHY it is so f*cking horrible. In a nutshell, how would you describe the connection between symptoms and quality of life to an ordinary person? How would you describe the horror in a brief and eloquent fashion?
I have found that on any level either scientific or layman, the idea of PFS is lost–even my own mother doesn’t get it and even more my former lovers do not. They simply cannot understand because empathy seems to be intractable within sexual psychology until they experience themselves and then for most they experience it in such a gradual way with age that they don’t even notice it and on top of that they’ve had kids or ranging accomplishments and it doesn’t really matter by then. They do not see it in terms of absolute and sudden impediment at our age. They see it as a growth phase, shallow and temporary.
I’d just say I love you, and I know It doesn’t seem that way recently. I’m trying with all I have. I’m trying harder than I ever have.
I would offer you a more sanguine reply but it just has never fit into anyone of my friends or family members perspectives. They all think I’m a fuck up in love and now life and even if they did see me as I am they would think it’s just normal depression–propecia doesn’t exist beyond us.
It’s allot like ms. Or the aftermath of being attacked with a biological weapon.
It’s like menopause but worse and it happens to 19yr old kids
“Chemical Castration” is how I describe it.