Everyday I wake up and I find hair on my pillow, in between the pages of my college textbooks, on the floor, in the bathroom, and even in my food. I was training today for wrestling (MMA) and the other guy kept spitting while we were on the ground. After the match, he mentioned he kept having hair in his mouth. He said, "it's probably mine." I was too ashamed to say anything. I didn't even go out to the bar afterwards. I stayed home, alone, and took a shower. Depressed I stood there as I watched my drain start to clog up with MY HAIR. I'm a grown ass man. I couldn't help it but I started to cry. I'm so ashamed to even admit this here. I'm a weak pathetic man.