I’m probably going to get gyno surgery done within the next few months. That would include lypo on the pectoral area where a lot of fat is stored. After you’ve had gyno for a while it’s permanent from what I’ve researched and been told so might as well get rid of it, no matter what happens with treating PFS from here on. As for the rest of the body, good luck, personally I feel this can be reversed to a degree with fasting/calorie control and exercise.
That’s the message I’m taking from CDNuts and some other recent posters. Have you experienced improvements with that approach?
I’ve lost a lot of weight and could lose a lot more if I wanted but am keeping a few extra pounds on prior to fasting.
are you not afraid that after the surgery you’ll just gain the fat back? i have pretty bad gyne which is getting toward the point where it will start to droop, and have thought about surgery in the future but it all seems kind of pointless unless you are “cured” as i assume the fat/breast tissue will just continue to be stored there?
That’s what I’ve thought as well and can’t seem to get a definitive answer. Normally it wouldn’t be a problem and I’m told it would be a permanent fix but obviously we are in a unique position in probably not being able to treat the underlying imbalance. I suppose you could just be ultra strict with your diet and hope for the best, worst case scenario get the surgery again later on. 
Can’t be bothered facing another summer with it.
Well, from what I understand, the lip would remove fat cells, which would make it improbable that the fat would grow back there absent a significant weight gain. But maybe it would anyway, or maybe it would just redistribute somewhere else…and maybe that would be good, because I don’t seem to carry fat in the “normal” areas where I used to carry them. In other words, my weight now is the same as before, but my body looks very different. So maybe buy getting rid of the fat cells, it would force that fat back to where it should be. I dunno.
But fwiw, this was a very emotional weekend for me. Trying to carry this alone was not smart. As the surgery date approached, I felt more and more alone, scared and sad. I finally broke down and talked to some family tonight about it – told them everything I’ve been dealing with. They, not surprisingly, start from the assumption that (as usual) this must be anxiety/panic-prone me exaggerating symptoms, making something big out of something little, and diagnosing myself with some worst-case thing I don’t have. I’ve done all of that before, many times. So I get their skepticism. But we talked for a long time. I told them I need them to hear me and to believe me — how persistent this has been, how relentless, how specific. Anyway, I’m glad I told them, it calmed me down and made me realize how insane it was to try to go through major surgery like this on my own. So I canceled it. I’m going to take a breath and make a plan here – a commitment to the kind of full, healthy lifestyle that has delivered results for some here. For the moment, I feel less stressed, just having shared ALL of this with some people. Maybe that will carry over and help me calm down longer term, just having some other people there to go through this with. Anyway, that’s the latest!
Recentquitter- you stopped the drug In June of 2012, unfortunately it takes more time than that to see improvements, i wouldn’t get the surgery yet
My handle says RecentQuitter, but that’s no longer true. I quit in June 2012, and it’s now February 2014. It hits me harder and harder with every passing day, week, month and year just how relentless and persistent this has been. This board has in a way been a source of hope for me. Reading the recovery from CDNuts was inspiring and gave me much to think about; reading others who are mimicking him and finding no improvement eats at my optimism. I’ve come here a lot in the last few months to follow 3 threads: (1) CDNuts; (2) The progesterone one; and (3) the methylation stuff. I don’t have the same molecular level grasp of all of this as some other members do. I’ve looked for overlap between success stories. I’ve loaded up on countless supplements, vitamins, t-boosters, scooping them up instantly when I’d read them mentioned in an encouraging post.
There are some overlaps int he success stories: Positive attitude – really believing in your program, committing to it. I don’t know if I’m capable of this level of positivity and confidence. I’m a doubter by nature. But I know it’s something I need to work toward, somehow. Eating healthy – some kind of paleo-ish diet pops up in a lot of the recovery stories. I’ve been pretty good with this the last few months – more steamed veggies and fish than I’ve ever had before, drinking a lot of raw juice. Unfortunately, this hasn’t even given me a hint of progress. If only this gave me a couple spontaneous erections, or a sudden, momentary surge in libido – that would be all the positive feedback I’d need to double-down and go after this program even harder. I’ve been sprinting. I’ve been lifting. I’m not claiming I’m on the CDNuts program 100%. I haven’t fasted. I don’t know how I would in the job I have now. Just switching to this paleo diet has had people at work telling me I look skeletal. (Probably because as a consequence of propecia, fat collects in a feminine way on my body – my upper chest, arms, belly, waist…not where it used to collect. So losing any weight makes my face look gaunt.) I’ve tried various vitamin combos, but never feel anything. I did 2 weeks of progesterone. Dear god, the burning under my pecs was relentless. Was so happy to get off that. Needless to say, no improvement while on it, no rebound effect when I stopped. Just steady.
I tried TRT way back, in 11/12 – when I saw Dr. Jacobs. First shot worked – kind of. For two weeks, my libido was back on about 50% of the time. There was I day I thought I had escaped this hell. It was about as happy as I’d ever felt. I made a list of things I wanted to do now that I had my life back, of people I wanted to reconnect with after keeping them at bay the previous 4 months. But then it wore off, never worked again, and I’ve been off it since August.
Many times, I do log in here genuinely looking for hope – for an encouraging story, for someone who’s stumbled on something that works. But honestly, most of the time, I leave here depressed overwhelmed by the debunked theories, failed treatments, despairing voices and shattered lives that are cataloged here. I’ve contributed my share of this – I’ve had some really low moments where I’ve just vented on here.
My sex drive seemed to really bottom out in January, just as I was getting serious about the Paleo/exercise stuff. That was very hard to take. I’d been seeing a therapist for two years and she grew so alarmed that she sent me to a psychiatrist – she felt I needed to be on medicine (Wellbutrin) because I had reached the point where suicide was a serious concern. I’ve been on it for a few weeks. My mood seems the same; no better, no worse.
I don’t know what happened to me exactly. My experience is unique because I can trace the loss of my libido and spontaneous erections to a specific event while on Propecia – a break-up in May '12. I’d already (in hindsight) been experiencing Proepecia side effects (weight redistribution, sweating patterns, temperature sensitivity, facial flushing), but when the relationship ended, I had what amounted to a nervous breakdown. I cried uncontrollably, didn’t sleep for two days. I couldn’t calm down. About a week into this, I realized I hadn’t had any desire to masturbate since it had happened. And I know that sexually, things had been normal right up to the break-up. So I chalked it up to the stress of the break-up. But I couldn’t calm down for weeks. Sleep was becoming impossible. I’d walk around all day exhausted, but then struggle to get even 4 hours of sleep. I’d wake up wired. So I went to a sleep specialist, who was horrified to learn I was on Propecia, at which point I quit and experienced a number of new symptoms (fat growing suddenly on my upper chest, arms – very feminine patters; sweating changes; this awful constant-need-to-pee thing that, thankfully, seems mostly gone now. The TRT actually seemed to address that.)
What I now believe happened is this: I’ve always been a very nervous/anxious type. The guy who would feel some symptom, research it on the internet and become convinced he had cancer, then drive his friends and family nuts telling them about it until finally going to a doctor and finding out he was fine. That was always me. That’s my personality. And I think that wiring in my brain made me a perfect mark for Propecia. I suspect it changes our brain chemistry in a way that makes us much less capable of dealing with stress – and so when I had that break-up in May '12, instead of registering as a 5 on a scale of 1-10, it became, like, an 11 for me. And that level of stress just broke me sexually and my inability to calm down and sleep in the next 5 weeks just broke the rest of my body. Then when I quit in 6/12, I got whatever new batch of symptoms came from withdrawing the drug.
Anyway, that’s what I think happened. And I don’t think I’m going to stumble on the cure here. There are some valuable posts/diaries on here that have given me a lot to think about. And I feel the fear, pain and longing that so many of you express. When you’re in your darkest moments, just know you’re not the one one out there who’s been hit with this, that there are others fighting the same fight and dealing with what you’re dealing with. And there are, although very few, some serious medical people looking into this. I don’t hold out much hope that medical science will cure this or even understand this anytime soon, but I’d love to be proven wrong.
But anyway…I plan to make this my farewell post, at least for now. I need to just try to live a healthy life on my own, work on my attitude, try to create and buy into a program that fits me, attack it 100%, and just try to get into a good, self-reinforcing cycle. Checking this site has become too much of a habit to help that process. If something happens to click and I have good news to report, rest assured I’ll be back to let you know. And in the meantime, I hope all of you find the path to health that works for you.
hey, i find your story very interesting, what happened to me was similar:
I stopped propecia due to side effects. I had gyno and looking back I remember forgetting things,being depressed and anxious…
One year later I had 3 days when my neighbour didnt let me sleep in the morning after programming for a project for school until 6am…he woke me up at 8 am EVERY FUCKING DAY of those 3 days… I started getting nervous and associated bedtime and bed with insomnia, which then turned into fear. I was afraid of goign to sleep…
I never recovered fully and am searching for answers…what happened those 3 days that changed my sleep so much, or what happened the months/years before that made me reach a point when 3 days of stress are enough to make me loose my sleep forever…
good luck
when ım on the drug, ı have lıttle sıde effect, some testıcular paın but that was all. Then i saw my ex gırlfrıend wıth another guy. That day honestly ı crıed a lot and, that nıght my penıs pained like a hell. I looked my penıs that moment. A black veın appeared and penıs begun to shrınk. I dıdnt understand what happened to me. Next day ı looked my fıngers, ıt looks skeleton. And another day my face wasted. Everythıngs happened ın 2-3 days. lıke a horror movıe. I dont lıe ı swear. I thınk ı was crashed by thıs fuckıng pılls and THAT GIRL. Im sure.
This is my first post here in four years. Looking around, I find myself flooded with memories and emotions from a very dark period in my life. I recognize some of the names from before. I’ve found old threads that I participated in, poured my heart into, checked for updates all day and night. I see new threads here that remind me of the old ones that used to occupy my every waking moment. Also, I like the redesign.
I wish I was coming back with a triumphant story, and with answers for everyone. I’m not, although I do think you may find some hope in what I’ve been through. The reason I’ve come back, though, is the same reason I came here in the first place. My situation has taken an unexpectedly nasty turn, one that has both puzzled and demoralized me. Once again, I find myself preoccupied with trying to make sense of what’s happening to me, growing despondent with the seemingly unsolvable nature of it, and, well, here I am again.
I’ll get to what’s happening with me now, but let me start with the good part. I was here regularly from 2012 to 2015 and I was an absolute wreck. Go read through my old posts if you’re curious. Some of them were hysterical, others just desperate. Reading through some of them now, I can feel again just how rock bottom I was, and how bleak everything felt. I was willing to try anything to beat this condition because I felt like I had nothing left to lose.
I had the usual sexual effects from Propecia, a range of other symptoms, and – what really depressed me, and developed over time – major changes to my body. Basically, it ended up just wanting to store fat, and in the worst places. My abdominal area got it while I was on the drug. It was weird, but I didn’t think much of it at the time and the rest of my body was still very normal. But then it spread to my chest and the sides under my armpits and got very bad. (To this day, I don’t know if quitting Propecia triggered the spread of fat like this, or if it was just a coincidence that it began spreading across my chest sometime after I quit.)
And there seemed to be nothing I could do about it. My body was disgusting, old clothes didn’t fit anymore, and new ones made me feel incredibly self-conscious. I felt fat. I weighed myself one day about 2 1/2 years into this and realized I’d put on 25 pounds. Same diet, same exercise as before (I’d always been active), but now all of this fat. And no amount of gym work or diet adjustment and no supplement regimen did a damn thing for me. I was stuck with it.
Finally, in the summer of 2015, I saw a plastic surgeon, who performed liposuction on my abdomen and chest. I couldn’t believe I was doing it. I never thought I’d be someone getting plastic surgery. But that’s how desperate I was. It worked out pretty well. At first, it was amazing – my body looked like it had years before. I can’t explain how exciting this was, how vastly my mood changed. Even though I still had the sexual side effects, I felt like myself again. I didn’t look fat. I didn’t feel fat. Clothes fit again. Suddenly I had the energy to be social again. I wasn’t cured, but it really was amazing. That’s when I stopped coming to this board. I just wanted to get away from this place and all of the despair I associated with it.
What I discovered about liposuction is that, unfortunately, some fat will come back. Not in the places it was removed from, but it will find other areas to settle into it. After a few months, that started happening to me. But it wasn’t terrible. It didn’t get nearly as bad as before and – crucially – I figured out how to manage it. I learned that if I went on the 5-2 diet – two days of fasting per week, and five days of normal eating – I could keep most of the fat off and be around my old body weight. And the fasting wasn’t that bad. It ended up being a kind of fun challenge. I’d have to find a way to make it work two days each week, but then on the other days I’d really feel like I’d earned something. And I felt the benefits. My body looked normal to people. Clothes fit. It was fine. My mental state was good. I felt like I’d moved on with my life, and from this place.
I thought that would last for years to come, but then about three weeks ago, I suddenly started noticing that my shirts were very tight. At first, I thought I’d washed them too hot, or left them in the dryer too long. But it wasn’t just a few shirts; it was every shirt I tried to put on. Extremely tight in the upper body. Just holding my arm out a little caused the sleeve to retract all the way into my armpit. These were shirts that had fit fine days earlier. I was confused. I hadn’t changed my diet, was on no new medicines, had made no sudden lifestyle changes. I raised added a third fasting day, thinking maybe I’d just gotten a little lazy, and tightened my diet on the non-fasting days. And I upped my exercise. Zero improvement. It got worse in fact. Very quickly, I had to put a whole bunch of shirts that I’d worn with no problem for four years aside – they are unwearable now.
I realized this is what I had gone through years ago when my body started to change because of Propecia. It was a chilling thought. It happening again?! But why?! Everything seemed under control. It seemed stable. For a few years now, I’d kept my body weight and composition at a very steady level. And it’s not like I just changed the program up or something. It feels like there’s new fat coming in under the armpits. It’s not a place where I had liposuction. It feels like I may be getting it in a few other parts of my body as well. But again, why?
When this all happened years ago the first time around, the explanation was obvious. But now it’s a puzzle. It’s been more than seven years since I last took Propecia, four years since I had that plastic surgery, and about 3 1/2 years since I adopted this diet/lifestyle program. Why would it suddenly flare up like this again? I’m sitting here typing this having flashbacks. My shirt is very tight when I move my arms, the same shirt that fit just fine a month ago, even though I didn’t eat all day yesterday and had only a salad today, and even though I’ve been to the gym four times in the last week. (And no, I’m not putting on muscle, unfortunately.)
So that’s where I am. The good news is the last four years went better for me than I ever could have imagined when I was a regular on this board before. I hope there’s some encouragement in that for you all. And yes here I am, back after all this time, with some of the same questions as before, hoping I don’t lose control of my body all over again.
This is my first post here in four years. Looking around, I find myself flooded with memories and emotions from a very dark period in my life. I recognize some of the names from before. I’ve found old threads that I participated in, poured my heart into, checked for updates all day and night. I see new threads here that remind me of the old ones that used to occupy my every waking moment. Also, I like the redesign.
I wish I was coming back with a triumphant story, and with answers for everyone. I’m not, although I do think you may find some hope in what I’ve been through. The reason I’ve come back, though, is the same reason I came here in the first place. My situation has taken an unexpectedly nasty turn, one that has both puzzled and demoralized me. Once again, I find myself preoccupied with trying to make sense of what’s happening to me, growing despondent with the seemingly unsolvable nature of it, and, well, here I am again.
I’ll get to what’s happening with me now, but let me start with the good part. I was here regularly from 2012 to 2015 and I was an absolute wreck. Go read through my old posts if you’re curious. Some of them were hysterical, others just desperate. Reading through some of them now, I can feel again just how rock bottom I was, and how bleak everything felt. I was willing to try anything to beat this condition because I felt like I had nothing left to lose.
I had the usual sexual effects from Propecia, a range of other symptoms, and – what really depressed me – major changes to my body. Basically, it just wanted to store fat, and in the worst places. My abdominal area got it while I was on the drug. Then it spread to my chest and the sides under my armpits. And there seemed to be nothing I could do about it. My body was disgusting, old clothes didn’t fit anymore, and new ones made me feel incredibly self-conscious. I felt fat. I weighed myself one day about 2 1/2 years into this and realized I’d put on 25 pounds. Same diet, same exercise as before (I’d always been active), but now all of this fat. And no amount of gym work or diet adjustment and no supplement regimen did a damn thing for me. I was stuck with it.
Finally, in the summer of 2015, I saw a plastic surgeon, who performed liposuction on my abdomen and chest. I couldn’t believe I was doing it. I never thought I’d be someone getting plastic surgery. But that’s how desperate I was. It worked out pretty well. At first, it was amazing – my body looked like it had years before. I can’t explain how exciting this was, how vastly my mood changed. Even though I still had the sexual side effects, I felt like myself again. I didn’t look fat. I didn’t feel fat. Clothes fit again. Suddenly I had the energy to be social again. I wasn’t cured, but it really was amazing. That’s when I stopped coming to this board. I just wanted to get away from this place and all of the despair I associated with it.
What I discovered about liposuction is that, unfortunately, some fat will come back. Not in the places it was removed from, but it will find other areas to settle into it. After a few months, that started happening to me. But it wasn’t terrible. It didn’t get nearly as bad as before and – crucially – I figured out how to manage it. I learned that if I went on the 5-2 diet – two days of fasting per week, and five days of normal eating – I could keep most of the fat off and be around my old body weight. And the fasting wasn’t that bad. It ended up being a kind of fun challenge. I’d have to find a way to make it work two days each week, but then on the other days I’d really feel like I’d earned something. And I felt the benefits. My body looked normal to people. Clothes fit. It was fine. My mental state was good. I felt like I’d moved on with my life, and from this place.
I thought that would last for years to come, but then about three weeks ago, I suddenly started noticing that my shirts were very tight. At first, I thought I’d washed them too hot, or left them in the dryer too long. But it wasn’t just a few shirts; it was every shirt I tried to put on. Extremely tight in the upper body. Just holding my arm out a little caused the sleeve to retract all the way into my armpit. These were shirts that had fit fine days earlier. I was confused. I hadn’t changed my diet, was on no new medicines, had made no sudden lifestyle changes. I raised added a third fasting day, thinking maybe I’d just gotten a little lazy, and tightened my diet on the non-fasting days. And I upped my exercise. Zero improvement. It got worse in fact. Very quickly, I had to put a whole bunch of shirts that I’d worn with no problem for four years aside – they are unwearable now.
I realized this is what I had gone through years ago when my body started to change because of Propecia. It was a chilling thought. It happening again?! But why?! Everything seemed under control. It seemed stable. For a few years now, I’d kept my body weight and composition at a very steady level. And it’s not like I just changed the program up or something. It feels like there’s new fat coming in under the armpits. It’s not a place where I had liposuction. It feels like I may be getting it in a few other parts of my body as well. But again, why?
When this all happened years ago the first time around, the explanation was obvious. But now it’s a puzzle. It’s been more than seven years since I last took Propecia, four years since I had that plastic surgery, and about 3 1/2 years since I adopted this diet/lifestyle program. Why would it suddenly flare up like this again? I’m sitting here typing this having flashbacks. My shirt is very tight when I move my arms, the same shirt that fit just fine a month ago, even though I didn’t eat all day yesterday and had only a salad today, and even though I’ve been to the gym four times in the last week. (And no, I’m not putting on muscle, unfortunately.)
So that’s where I am. The good news is the last four years went better for me than I ever could have imagined when I was a regular on this board before. I hope there’s some encouragement in that for you all. And yes here I am, back after all this time, with some of the same questions as before, hoping I don’t lose control of my body all over again.
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Hello, @RecentQuitter, I think you’re the second person this week to come back with an inappropriate username!
Welcome back, thanks for updating us. I’m sure some people will have questions for you. I’m sorry to hear about your recent problems, it sounds crazy that a fasting schedule like that still leaves you storing fat, especially all of a sudden. I know you said you hadn’t changed your schedule so if your schedule hasn’t changed, do you feel you have? Do you feel less energetic? If there’s the same number of calories going in as before, are you somehow (even with increased gym work) not burning them off elsewhere?
While you’ve been away we started a couple of projects one of which you can read about here: https://www.propeciahelp.com/post-drug-syndrome-survey-launch/
It’s very, very important that everyone here with side effects lasting more than 3 months takes the survey. Please do so. Click the little bar chart at the top of the screen so you can fill it out. It will save your progress so you need not fill it out in one go. Expect to spend an hour on it. It is really important and is already delivering data that we have never seen. Did you get an email about it?
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thanks for coming back after all of this time. glad to hear of your progress, even if you have shortcomings still. I find myself appreciative of my obstacles now a days after I’m able to reflect at how bad I was. I know it doesn’t solve the problem but it puts it in perspective. I don’t have many recs for the fat as you seem to be potentially undereating, it sounds as if you may have hypothyroid issues. you should get this checked out, it would explain the energy issues and the unexplained weight.
would you say you are recovered in other areas of your overall health? what are your other lingering issues?
Thanks for the reply. Yeah, I hear you on perspective. Honestly, I felt lucky the past four years or so that I had reached the point I was at. I wasn’t cured (at all) and figured I would be dealing with this for life, but I thought I’d come up with the right hacks to make it manageable and to get on with my life. Falling back into this in the last few weeks has driven home to me how good I had it the past four years.
So thyroid has been one of my thoughts from the beginning. So much of what I’ve experienced matches hypothyroid symptoms – even random things like my feet and hands falling asleep/getting pins and needles very easily. Of course, the bloodwork always comes back in range. I finally went a couple years ago to a specialist who believes thyroid issues are very underdiagnosed and that test ranges are garbage. He treats symptoms and treated me as hypothryoid. But the results weren’t great. We kept upping the dosage because I would take it and get a few indications that it might be working (like the pins and needles would die down dramatically) but then it would seem to stop working (pins and needles would come back). Never noticed a big jump in energy and it never worked long enough to judge whether it was doing anything for my weight/body fat.
We have upped the dose over and over again. I guess the theory is that your body keeps adjusting to new doses so you have to keep raising it to find the right level. We ended getting it up top 120mg a day. It’s a pretty big pill! I’ve been doing that for like a year but I feel like I’m taking a placebo.
This mimics my experience with Clomid, Testosterone, DHT supplementation, etc. They all work in theory, but I never feel a damn thing when I take them.
At this point, I’m going to go back to Dr. Jacobs in NY. I saw him originally when this all started years ago. My hope, and I’m sure it’s a longshot, is to get my metabolism back to where it was a month ago. Even then, it was low, but like I said I could manage it and life was pretty good. I’d love to be back there.
I would put it this way. No, I didn’t regain my previous function, but ED drugs allowed me to perform reliably. The bigger change was mental. Feeling that I had returned my body to a much more normal physical condition and that I had figured out how to manage the situation dramatically improved my overall attitude and outlook and, as a result, I believe brought back my libido. In my case, I had assumed the loss of libido was a direct consequence of this drug. I’m not so sure now. I’m not saying this is the case for everyone, but that’s how it worked with me.
So sorry to hear that you didn’t regain your previous function.
But did your fibrosis improve with ED drugs? (I mean, beyond improving the erection itself, maybe you got better in terms of the penile fibrosis)
Hey dude have u considered eating keto? It got rid of all my extra weight i gained with ease.
An update: I went back to see Dr. Jacobs in NY today. I had seen him years ago when this first all started for me. I told him my hope at this point is not to find a comprehensive cure but to figure out what on earth is happening to my metabolism and to find some way to bring it under control.
As I’ve said, my body just wants to gain weight. A switch seemed to flip when I quit propecia 7 years ago, and I figured out a way around it with the 5-2 diet. But about a month ago, it it basically crashed all over again. It’s insane. I’ve fasted six of the past 14 days and my food intake has been modest on many of the others days. And yet when I weighed in this AM, I was still higher than I’d been for the past 3+ years, when I was effectively managing my weight.
Jacobs ordered blood testing and reviewed the lab work I’ve collected from seeing a few different doctors the past few years. He’s curious about thyroid (I’m currently on Armour Thyroid, prescribed 2 1/2 years ago by another doctor who believes in treating patients for hypothyroidism if they have symptoms, even if the labs don’t show it). One thing we noticed in my lab work is that a cortisol blood test was ordered two different times and each time my number was at the bottom of the range (6.3 on a scale of 5 to 25, for example).
But the lab work didn’t add up to any clear diagnosis. If anything, he said, my low-ish cortisol would suggest weight loss, not weight gain. And my thyroid numbers are a little weird, but there’s no obvious culprit there either - seemingly decent free T3 and T4 numbers and RT3 not that bad either. TSH 3rd generation was low though.
Again, these are old numbers – at least 18 months old. He’s ordered new tests and we’ll see if something pops up on them that explains why in the last month my body just started piling on weight despite me fasting like Gandhi.
It’s baffling and maddening and kind of depressing. For all the misery I went through in the first few years I dealt with this, things really had gotten to a good place for me, until a month ago. (Also, to answer another questions here, the physical alterations to my penis didn’t change these past few years. Like I said, I found that ED drugs could do the job if I needed them and that, combined with feeling like I had my body back under control and could manage my weight and appearance, was enough for me.)
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