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BloomingBanshee

I Bleached My Hair Until I Didn’t Recognize Myself

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

I Bleached My Hair Until I Didn’t Recognize Myself
CelestialBreeze

I Thought Brown Hair Would Make Me Softer

I keep telling myself it’s just hair, but every time I mix the henna, I’m hoping for something more than a new shade. I want to look in the mirror and see someone less harsh, less tired, less… me. I stand in the bathroom, gloves on, plastic everywhere, and smear this muddy paste onto my roots. The smell is earthy and honest. I wish I could be that. Instead, I’m scrubbing dye off my forehead, wondering if this time I’ll finally feel like I belong in my own skin. It’s not about being brown-haired. It’s about not feeling like a mistake every time I catch my reflection. I rinse, towel off, and stare. It’s still me. Just a little quieter, maybe. But I’m still waiting for the softness to sink in. #MirrorFatigue #HairDyeConfessions #BeautyBurnout #Beauty #HairCare

I Thought Brown Hair Would Make Me Softer