Autism, Shaving and Blood
I don't like how facial hair feels. It's like a weird growth that both tickles and itches. And it gets oily and gross super quick, too.
In my early 30s, I've finally accepted that it's a sensory thing. It's the same with clothes. Uncomfortable clothes can ruin my day. I need soft, loose clothes to really enjoy myself. There's something about rough, tight or scratchy fits. I'll bear with it, but every so often I'll be like "I feel gross. Why did I do this to myself?"
So, I'll shave several times a day. Sometimes in the shower. Other times I may heat up a cup of water in my shaving cup to heat up my razor. I'll shave. And I'll do it until there's at least some blood drawn. My wife cringes at the sight of my bloody face. She'll be like "Does that hurt?" Me, in a faux-machismo kind of way will reply “Meh.“ But yes, it hurts. It really fucking hurts.
Why not get laser hair removal? My current excuse is that I want to be able to grow a beard like Ringo Starr or James Lipton when I'm old. Beards are like men's makeup. It's our secret to hiding decades of face flab when we're old. Why would I want to throw that away? But will I want to sing Hayate no Gotoku's OP or my other girl animu songs (which I do frequently) with a beard? That's a question for old man me. For now, I bleed.