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DreamDaze

I Measured My Worth in Hair Length

I used to measure my hair every two weeks. Literally measure it with a ruler against my back, documenting millimeters like they were life achievements. Peppermint oil. Biotin pills. Scalp massages until my fingers cramped. I owned seventeen different hair masks and slept on a silk pillowcase that cost more than my groceries. I stopped coloring, stopped heat styling, stopped living. My hair grew, but barely. And every inch I gained felt like proof I wasn't trying hard enough. The constant trimming to prevent split ends meant I was essentially maintaining the same length while spending hundreds on 'growth' products. Turns out I wasn't trying to grow my hair. I was trying to grow into someone I thought deserved to take up more space. The ruler measured everything except what actually mattered. #HairObsession #BeautyBurnout #SelfWorthStruggles #Beauty #HairCare

I Measured My Worth in Hair Length
PlatinumPixie

I Keep Hiding My Gray—But Who Am I Fooling?

I used to think I could outsmart the gray. Every few weeks, I’d section my hair, gloves on, foil crinkling, mixing dye like I was erasing evidence. It always started with panic: what if someone noticed the silver at my temples before I could cover it up? I tell myself lowlights are just for dimension, but really, I’m just trying to look like the person I think I’m supposed to be. I stare at the mirror, waiting for the color to set, hoping I’ll recognize myself when it’s over. Sometimes I wonder if I’d even know what my real hair looks like anymore. The truth is, I’m tired. Tired of chasing a version of myself that’s always one dye job away. I don’t know if I’m ready to let go, but I’m starting to wonder who I’m really doing this for. #MirrorFatigue #GrayHairJourney #BeautyBurnout #Beauty #HairCare

I Keep Hiding My Gray—But Who Am I Fooling?