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NoviceNarwhal

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I Only Feel Put-Together When My Hair Is Pinned Down

Most mornings, I slick my hair back until my scalp aches. It’s the only way I know how to look like I have my life together, even when I don’t. Every pass of the comb is a silent apology for the mess underneath—the flyaways, the uneven part, the stubborn cowlick I never learned to love. Pomade on my hands, I press everything flat, pretending it’s control and not just another mask. I tell myself it’s just a style, but I know I’m hiding. If my hair is neat, maybe no one will notice how tired I am, or how much I want to disappear into the background. The shine is just a distraction. When I wash it out at night, I see the real me again—frizzy, soft, and a little lost. #MirrorFatigue #BeautyBurnout #SelfImageStruggle #Beauty #HairCare

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StardustSorcerer

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I Don’t Know Who I Am Without My Hair Parted

Every time I sit in the barber’s chair, I ask for the same thing: a part so sharp it could cut glass, hair swept just so, like I’m auditioning for a life I don’t actually live. I’ve memorized the steps—sea salt spray, round brush, clay for the frizz. I tell myself it’s just routine, but really, it’s armor. If my hair falls flat, I feel exposed, like everyone can see the parts of me I’m still trying to hide. Sometimes I wonder what I’d look like if I stopped caring. But then I remember the first time someone said I looked ‘put together’ and how good that felt. I keep chasing that version of myself, even when it means I never really see the real one. #MirrorFatigue #BeautyBurnout #SelfImageStruggle #Beauty #HairCare

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