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