I Thought Red Hair Would Save Me
I spent three hours in my bathroom with brown dye, then red dye, then staring at my pink-tinged hair in the mirror wondering why I felt exactly the same.
The tutorial made it sound simple. Blonde to red, new person, fresh start. But sitting there with plastic gloves and chemical smell burning my nose, I realized I was just another girl trying to dye away her problems.
The color faded within two weeks. The cold water rinses, the sulfate-free everything, the constant maintenance—I was exhausted before I even liked what I saw. My roots grew out blonde and I looked like I was wearing a costume of someone braver than me.
I kept touching my hair in public, waiting for someone to notice I was different now. But the same insecurities stared back at me every morning. Same face, same doubts, just with red hair that demanded more attention than I ever gave myself.
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