I thought going gray would make me look bold, but I mostly just looked tired. The bleach burned my scalp and the smell clung to my pillowcase for days. I kept checking the mirror, waiting for the transformation, but all I saw was hair breaking off in the sink and a face that looked more washed out than cool. Every step was a reminder of how much I wanted to look like someone else. I told people it was for the trend, but really, I just wanted to disappear behind a new version of myself. The silver never looked right in daylight. I kept reapplying toner, hoping for magic, but it always faded to yellow or blue. I started avoiding eye contact with myself, even as I touched up the roots. Now, I can’t remember what my real hair looks like. Sometimes I wonder if I ever liked it, or if I just got used to hiding. #MirrorFatigue #BeautyBurnout #HairDyeConfessions #Beauty #HairCare