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finasteride_end
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- Oct 31, 2025
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I have permanent erectile dysfunction from taking finasteride to try and prevent hair loss. Taking viagra and cialis to treat it has left me with deafeningly loud tinnitus from which I can never escape and for which there is no prospect of treatment
I met a woman recently. She has severe sexual dysfunction from taking antidepressants, she was even suicidal herself at one point. I thought I had finally found someone who understood me. She said we were destined to meet one another, that she felt a connection with me that she had never felt with the men she had slept with before antidepressants stole her sexuality. But when I expressed how I was feeling around her, she became cold and distant. And she's even overcome the depression she felt about her own condition. She doesn't need me any more, if she ever did in the first place. After talking to me daily the first month we met, she now takes a week to respond to even short texts and says very little. I never thought she of all people would abandon me
I am 34 years old. I will never be able to experience a full erection again. I will never again be able to enjoy simple silence again without this screaming hissing in my ears. I am a virgin who never had the chance to experience sexual fulfillment with a functioning penis. Everything I do to try to heal from post-finasteride syndrome has made me worse in some irreversible way. Worst of all, I can't tell the truth to any of my friends. I recorded a suicide note in my car at work the other day. Everyone's going to be so angry at me. The one woman for whom my erectile dysfunction wouldn't have been a problem doesn't want a relationship with me, she doesn't even really want to be friends with me
That's it. Those are the burdens that are breaking me. I am buckling beneath their load. I can't tell anyone the truth about what's happened to me or how I'm feeling. I wonder what everyone will think of my final suicide note. I'm terrified of taking my final steps into the darkness alone
I met a woman recently. She has severe sexual dysfunction from taking antidepressants, she was even suicidal herself at one point. I thought I had finally found someone who understood me. She said we were destined to meet one another, that she felt a connection with me that she had never felt with the men she had slept with before antidepressants stole her sexuality. But when I expressed how I was feeling around her, she became cold and distant. And she's even overcome the depression she felt about her own condition. She doesn't need me any more, if she ever did in the first place. After talking to me daily the first month we met, she now takes a week to respond to even short texts and says very little. I never thought she of all people would abandon me
I am 34 years old. I will never be able to experience a full erection again. I will never again be able to enjoy simple silence again without this screaming hissing in my ears. I am a virgin who never had the chance to experience sexual fulfillment with a functioning penis. Everything I do to try to heal from post-finasteride syndrome has made me worse in some irreversible way. Worst of all, I can't tell the truth to any of my friends. I recorded a suicide note in my car at work the other day. Everyone's going to be so angry at me. The one woman for whom my erectile dysfunction wouldn't have been a problem doesn't want a relationship with me, she doesn't even really want to be friends with me
That's it. Those are the burdens that are breaking me. I am buckling beneath their load. I can't tell anyone the truth about what's happened to me or how I'm feeling. I wonder what everyone will think of my final suicide note. I'm terrified of taking my final steps into the darkness alone