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Inspected the bottom row of my hair. Most of the professionally bleached hair is gone. The lengths of the bottom row are somewhat uneven due to breakage, with the difference varying between approximately one and one and a half centimeters.
Perhaps by my sixth anniversary in early May 2025, I can decide whether to try going a year without using hair dye and instead focus on fulfilling the underlying need.
My latest writings about dyeing my hair contain some hints.
One of the reasons I want to dye my hair burgundy, for example, is to value it. Iβm curious whether I can achieve that without this colorβappreciating my hairβand how to best go about it.
This is how I will analyze these texts more deeply. Without analyzing them, I find it difficult to see clearly, as if thereβs a blind spotβthis persistent π³loop* that has been active, since I first had my hair chemically straightened as a teenager.
*Feeling kind of mixed. Whose beauty standard am I trying to obey at any given moment? Is it possible to meet every beauty standard that has ever existed at the same time as one person? Is there a middle ground if the standards seem to be complete opposites? Whoβs my papi?
