But even knowing that, I can’t help it. Since the day I declared myself ready to ditch the dye, I have felt profoundly liberated and happy. I’ve had a burst of creative energy.
I used to like seeing photos of myself, but for the past few years, I’ve hated seeing them. I feel like I’ve aged 10 years (circles under my eyes, wrinkles, drooping eyelids, etc.)
Being here on this Earth and spending time with my kids, my family, and friends means more to me than being young. Every day I can have with them is a blessing.
Whether or not you consider yourself a feminist, ask yourself this question: Is it right that men are allowed the freedom to display their grays, but society expects women (especially young women) to cover them up?