About two weeks ago, I shaved my hair off. It wasn’t planned and I definitely was not wanting a semi bald head but here we are so how did I get here?

Well to make a long story short I melted my hair and that wasn’t intentional either.

I’ve been going gray since my early 30s, and instead of embracing it, I started to dye my hair. Growing up my hair was the one thing that I really liked about myself. It was long and thick and healthy looking and it was this dark brown color that was almost black. I really loved it, but when I started to go gray, I decided to change things up a bit. I started with a lighter brown but soon got bored with that, so I started to dye it this reddish/purple color and I loved it! I loved it so much that I had been dyeing that color for over 10 years now.

Well fibromyalgia made it hard to keep up with the dyeing, so I let my hair grow out for about three months. A whole bunch of grays came in, and instead of wanting to cover them up, this time I decided to embrace it. But, I was a little impatient to grow my gray out and I didn’t like the thought of the different colors that would be in my hair, so instead of growing it out, I decided to bleach my whole head and dye it silver/ gray.

I researched the heck out of it and my first attempt went OK but it wasn’t exactly what I wanted so I waited about two weeks before trying again and that time I got it to what I wanted it to be. That was back in April I believe.

I’ve been bleaching and dyeing my hair silver since then, waiting about two months in between each upkeep session, just to be safe.

Now I don’t know what I did wrong over this time, but my hair started to come out in clumps and it was really gummy. I swear I didn’t do anything different from the last times that I had successfully bleached my hair and dyed it so I don’t know what happened. I did get it silver though so that’s a plus…I guess.

Anyway, after several clumps that came out resulted in a bald spot I knew that my hair was done and there was nothing I could do to save it. At the start of my greying journey, the thought of shaving my head and just starting from there did cross my mind, but I wasn’t brave enough. Honestly, I thought it would look really stupid.

So, I talked with my kids (hubby was at work and unavailable) who were really enthusiastic and reassuring. Well, one son really didn’t care (he just shrugged his shoulders, lol), but the other three were all for it. In fact, my youngest son’s girlfriend told me I would totally rock the shaved look (such a sweet girl!).

So, I shaved it off.

I didn’t freak out like I thought I would. After the first pass with the clippers, I looked at myself in the mirror and thought, “Okay.” By the third pass, it was, “It’s hair, it’ll grow back.” And when all of my hair was on the floor, I actually said aloud, “Cool.”

And, I wasn’t crying.

My husband probably wanted to when he got home from work (he’s always loved my long hair), but he put on a brave face and told me I looked beautiful. And that I had a good-shaped head, lol.

So it’s been about two weeks now and I think everyone has adjusted nicely.

I love that my showers are shorter and I’m saving money on shampoo and conditioner. And, I especially love that I don’t have to worry about my hair looking like a bird’s nest in the morning. Life is much easier now that I’m not worrying about my hair, which sounds weird to say out loud, but, it is what it is. When you’re in the middle of a fibromyalgia flare-up, if there’s one less thing to worry about and/or have to do, then I’m all for it.

I just can’t wait to see how my hair grows back. 🙂