I used to count the split ends like tally marks for every time I failed at being 'put together.' Every bottle in my shower promised softness, but my hair always felt brittle—like it knew I was faking it. I’d avoid mirrors after washing, terrified of the frizz, the dryness, the way my hair never looked like the girls in ads. Sometimes I’d spend an hour with a mask on, hoping for a miracle. Sometimes I’d just tie it up and pretend I didn’t care. But I did. I still do. No one tells you how exhausting it is to fight with something that’s supposed to be a part of you. #MirrorFatigue #BeautyBurnout #HairInsecurity #Beauty #HairCare