I’d altered the color of my hair for so many years I had no idea what color it would be if I didn’t—so I let it grow and it came in grey. It’s silver/white now and I love it.
I dropped my “friends” when I realized that they only liked me because I did listen—but they never did. I don’t need someone else in the room to talk to myself.
A paycheck was all I wanted. I hated the thought of getting stuck in a rut.