BRUDER DAS HEIẞT NICHT IMBUS?!
Für das höhere Wohl, Shas'o!
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ich tu, Das maimer nicht Versten..!
Oh, all's well, friend. Long story short: Mega heavy depression from early teens, diagnosed in my early twenties after years of substance abuse, tried to off myself, odyssey of therapists, got better for some years, got bad again, got a great psychiatrist, got on some fantastic meds that we tweak occasionally (got rid of the sweaty pills).
I'm in my thirties, have a family, life is good (apart from /late-stage capitalism and my countries slow and seemingly inevitable decline into fascism).
Thanks, it's well under control now, but I had some shit years, not gonna lie.
My ABCC11 gene is in it's recessive AA form.
Which is more common in Asians, but I am European. This means my earwax is almost white and completely dry, which makes it just crumble/flake out. But more importantly, my sweat is almost odourless. I am a bigger dude and sweat a lot as it is. When I used to take a certain medication that made me sweat insane amounts I would literally be wet above the belt when I walked a minute. No stank. I check regularly and have my partner check my smell but I legit have to shower more often because my hair is greasy than because of body odour. When I had super short hair the thing that made me want to shower is when my skin gets oily, which happens after about five days. I still shower every other day because hygiene, but it's a really nice perk.
Don't be too jealous though, nature balanced that out with heaps of mental health issues.
Imdrinne sin' sechs Kant'n. Bus.
IMBUS.