I hate it when websites have hidden (or removed or it never existed in the first place) the “Contact Me” section. When there is no email address or contact form, I am voiceless. I am the reader. I am the person that you are trying to reach, right? Don’t you want to know what I think? How I found you?

If this website, The Hair Transplant Industry is a Disgrace, has a method of contacting the author, I cannot find it. Instead, I’m sitting here, voiceless. Instead, my message to him goes out to the world instead.

This guy had a “life-destroying experience” with hair transplants. He was very angry when he created this website. He estimated that he still had ten to fifteen corrective surgeries to go at a cost of $75,000 to $100,000 in order to regain a “normal” appearance.

I just wanted to pat him on the arm and say, “There, there.” I just want to tell him to save his money and buy a house. Shave his head every day and show his scars to the world proudly. Quite frankly, most people don’t notice that stuff. They look at you, file you in a category and then spend the rest of their time getting to know you and reclassifying as necessary.

After writing for Starling Fitness so much and watching out for false advertising in the weight loss industry, I realized that no one is safe. If you’re fat, the advertisers are going to tell you that you need to be thin. If you’re thin, the advertisers are going to tell you that you need big boobs. If you’re bald, they will tell you that you need hair transplants. If you have too much hair, they’ll tell you that you need laser hair removal. There is no way to please the advertisers because their job is to sell products and services, not to be pleased. No matter how perfect you try to make yourself, there is no way to be perfect enough.

Sometimes, I wonder what would happen if I took all the money I spend on trying to be something that I’m not and just saved it in an interest bearing account. What would happen if I boycotted any product that tried to make me feel like I was less than perfect? Would I be able to buy anything?