CheezyPoof
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I still remember it very well, we were out canoeing and I was with a friend and we had to share the canoe. It was very hot and we take off our shirts. Now mind you we are both ten years old. Actually he was ten days younger than me. But here came the shock: as we were in the canoe I suddenly noticed he had huge armpit hair and I was mortified.
So since then I was very scared and had conflicting feelings. One the one hand I thought maybe I should have it because I was the same age. Maybe people would think it’s weird I don’t have it. But on the other hand I didn’t want it and always have no armpit hair forever. Luckily for me I was always very late with puberty things. Like the only thing that was bad about it was my dick was small for a long time which made me embarrassed at the pool when we weee changing. But I didn’t want people to see me naked anyway and I didn’t like swimming in water so luckily it didn’t happen often unless forced. So anyway most things were very late which I liked so I didn’t have armpit hair or pubes or facial hair.
But I was still afraid for when it would grow and at some point it did idk maybe I was like 15 by then for the armpit hair. And I didn’t like it I wanted to shave it or pluck it out but society made me feel pressured that it was wrong. I was kinda jelly of the girls who could do it though. One time a girl in class got bullied because she had armpit hair but for guys it would be the opposite. So if you think about it it’s discrimination actually.
But anyway I had to deal with this but finally I found out actually many people in the gym shave their armpits just find and don’t care and they’re not even gay. So then I found the coourage to shave it and it was very liberating. Like a great feeling of anxiety had finally left me. It was a bit difficult at first bc I would still think about what people would think and I had thought what I would say but in the end nobody cared or at least they didn’t mention it. So ever since I shave my armpit hair every two days usually + pubes of course and of course also facial hair every day but luckily I don’t have much of that like I can’t grow a beard not even a tiny one. God must’ve blessed me with that at least. And besides I don’t have chest hair let alone on my back which would be absolute horror I don’t know what I would do with myself then.
You know another thing is maybe it’s a psychological issue too (besides it being disgusting) because I realized once you have body hair you get old and I was always very afraid of that still today it makes me scared.
So anyway this was my story of how I became afraid of body hair which is disgusting.
So since then I was very scared and had conflicting feelings. One the one hand I thought maybe I should have it because I was the same age. Maybe people would think it’s weird I don’t have it. But on the other hand I didn’t want it and always have no armpit hair forever. Luckily for me I was always very late with puberty things. Like the only thing that was bad about it was my dick was small for a long time which made me embarrassed at the pool when we weee changing. But I didn’t want people to see me naked anyway and I didn’t like swimming in water so luckily it didn’t happen often unless forced. So anyway most things were very late which I liked so I didn’t have armpit hair or pubes or facial hair.
But I was still afraid for when it would grow and at some point it did idk maybe I was like 15 by then for the armpit hair. And I didn’t like it I wanted to shave it or pluck it out but society made me feel pressured that it was wrong. I was kinda jelly of the girls who could do it though. One time a girl in class got bullied because she had armpit hair but for guys it would be the opposite. So if you think about it it’s discrimination actually.
But anyway I had to deal with this but finally I found out actually many people in the gym shave their armpits just find and don’t care and they’re not even gay. So then I found the coourage to shave it and it was very liberating. Like a great feeling of anxiety had finally left me. It was a bit difficult at first bc I would still think about what people would think and I had thought what I would say but in the end nobody cared or at least they didn’t mention it. So ever since I shave my armpit hair every two days usually + pubes of course and of course also facial hair every day but luckily I don’t have much of that like I can’t grow a beard not even a tiny one. God must’ve blessed me with that at least. And besides I don’t have chest hair let alone on my back which would be absolute horror I don’t know what I would do with myself then.
You know another thing is maybe it’s a psychological issue too (besides it being disgusting) because I realized once you have body hair you get old and I was always very afraid of that still today it makes me scared.
So anyway this was my story of how I became afraid of body hair which is disgusting.
