I Dyed My Pubic Hair and Still Felt Invisible
It started with a single gray hair. I stared at it for days, like it was some kind of secret shame. I thought if I made it pink, or blue, or anything but old, maybe I’d feel different. Younger. Seen.
So I bought the dye. I read the instructions twice, put on gloves, and tried not to think about how ridiculous I felt, crouched over a towel in the bathroom. I waited thirty minutes, scrolling through photos of women who looked effortlessly bold, like they were born unbothered.
When I rinsed the color out, I expected to feel changed. But it was just me, naked and raw, still hiding from my own reflection. The color was bright, but I felt the same. Maybe a little more tired.
#BeautyBurnout #AgingAnxiety #SkinStory #Beauty #HairCare
