u/AnxiousRock9

Hi, I was recently prescribed 10mg oral minoxidil- haven’t started using it just yet. This dose is insanely high, so I’m going to split the pills to aim for a dose of 2.5mg or less.

I’ve been on topical minoxidil (5% foam) for around 7 months. I definitely have some gains but topical 2x a day is too much work for me, and it also isn’t flattering when I’m styling my hair.

My main question is whether those who have made the switch from topical to oral have experienced worse shedding? Is it a disadvantage to start on topical first?

Has anyone made the switch and had worse outcomes in terms of hair growth?

Note I’ve also been on fin 1mg daily for around 1.5 years.

Almost at the 1 year mark since being discarded. Dated 10 yrs. Was so heartbroken and dumbfounded that I went staunchly NC.

How strange it is to live like this. I still ruminate/ think of her every day. I’m completely lost as to how easy it was for her to completely discard me and never look back. After everything…

I guess how I’m feeling might be natural in my circumstance. I spent 10 years living as an emotional, sexual, financial, and domestic slave to another person, and lost myself in the process. It makes sense I’m still struggling a year after having NC with her.

Guess I’m just in awe. Whole time, her inability to do literally everything was a complete farce, clearly. I was enslaved under false pretenses, then. All so insanely pointless. I’m pretty dumbfounded.

I’m worried about my future. I have no fucking idea what I want to do with my life- spent the last decade focused on my ex, forgot about my own desires and life path. Forgot how to have desires too it seems. Forgot about all other friendships and family relationships. Forgot how to be human. I genuinely want nothing. Except her, and her approval which I hate to admit.

I’m also paying off debt from our relationship, alone.

I don’t really understand how someone can live normally after what I’ve experienced with my ex. I wonder how many more years of my life I’ll lose to her. She’s been out of my life this entire year, yet I thought of her deeply every single day.

I know life isn’t fair, but this seems pretty ridiculous. 11 years down… how many more, I wonder, before my life becomes my own? How many years before I can be free? Will I ever be free?

I find it difficult to imagine. At this point, being hurt by other people seems to be the only purpose or reason for my existence.