I'm an impulsive dyer/bleacher, especially if I was stressed or unhappy. I'd think "I need a change!" and for some reason that change always had to be my hair, haha.
I'd had a dyed, burgundy bob that I grew to nearly APL. I was sick of the upkeep of red dye and, on an impulse, dyed it black (at home) with permanent dye. I didn't think, for a second, how hard it would be to get rid of black if I wanted to. And of course, eventually I wanted to. I was very unhappy with life in general and decided I wanted to be blonde. I went back and forth between permanent black dye and attempts to go blonde for several years, always just on a whim because I was unhappy/stressed. It never worked, it always looked awful, but I never learned until my hair broke off in chunks. It was so terrifying that I haven't touched it with chemicals since. But even after all that I still find myself getting the urge to dye it; I try to curb it by using a deep conditioning treatment instead.
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