I Thought Lighter Hair Would Make Me Happier

I sat on the bathroom floor, honey dripping down my neck, hoping the stickiness would wash away something heavier. I told myself this was natural, better than bleach, but really, I just wanted to look different—lighter, softer, maybe more likable. I watched the timer, feeling ridiculous under plastic wrap, wondering if anyone else felt this desperate for a change. Every time I rinsed out the honey, I checked the mirror for proof that I could be someone else, even just a little. But my hair was never quite the color I imagined. And the girl in the mirror always looked like she was waiting for something that never came. #MirrorFatigue #BeautyBurnout #HairStory #Beauty #HairCare