1.  It is a late start.

2.  A very, very late start.

3.  But one shall depart…

4.  My brain. Because I’m determined.

5.  And also sleep deprived.

6.  That last one is fair warning in case this post goes all the way off the tracks.

7.  I’m trying to get this out before fur baby lunches so SPEED ROUND it is.

8.  I’m in this Facebook support group for women going gray.

9.  I know, I know, a FB support group sounded a little squirrelly to me at first too.

10.  But those first six nine bazillion months were rough and seeing other people who’d been through ditching their hair dye kept me going.

11.  Some of those folks even post progress photos.

12.  I wasn’t quite that brave but on those days when I wondered what in the everloving frick I was doing it helped to see other people in the struggle.

13.  I’ve never thought of myself as a cheerleader — BrightSide, get up off the floor and stop laughing — but I will go hard in that group.

14.  As someone who stopped dying (dyeing? that’s better) in 2020 I will rally ’round other people in the fight.

15.  Feeling like you want to throw in the towel? Keep going, you’ve got this, you’ll be so glad when you get to the other side.

16.  Despise your hair? I get it, my grow out was a struggle. Look at how your eyes pop with your natural color.

17.  Not sure about your new style? You look beautiful, give yourself grace while you adjust.

18.  See? Cheerleading all day long.

19.  Now every once in a while someone sneaks in who has no damn business being in the group.

20.  I don’t blame the moderators. There are 290,000 members in there; wrangling that has got to be a bear.

21.  Anyway, very rarely I’d stumble on a comment that required cheerleading mixed with a healthy dose of firehose deterrent.

22.  Bless if I didn’t see a woman post that she just didn’t think she could keep going with this ditch the dye project.

23.  She was at the 4-5 month mark which I can tell you from experience is a fiery pit from hell.

24.  You seriously question your life choices when every time you pass a mirror you’re greeted with at least two inches of natural hair clashing with dyed middle-to-ends hair.

25.  But I digress.

26.  She was struggling and reached out to ask if she should keep going.

27.  I scrolled through the comments and saw the typical rounds of cheerleading support marred by a single person’s word vomit.

28.  “I don’t know why anyone thinks they look better with gray. You just look old and tired.”

29.  WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO THIS SWEET WOMAN I’VE NEVER MET BEFORE WHO IS CLEARLY STRUGGLING?

30.  Yeah, my mama bear comes out in this group because damn, life is hard enough, go be a pill in your own community and leave ours alone.

31.  Did my reply include cheerleading for the original post author? Sure did.

32.  It also included a sharp word for the commenter inviting her to be supportive, be quiet, or expeditiously exit stage left so the rest of us can participate in the group’s mission.

33.  I may have also suggested she spend time unpacking the patriarchal message that gray hair = old and tired because damn.

34.  Now while I may have been sharp with her I did genuinely mean that unpacking suggestion because I for sure had to do it myself.

35.  Why was looking in the mirror so hard during my grow out?

36.  Why did I hate every photo taken of me during that time (and mostly avoid photos altogether)?

37.  Because *I* felt like I looked old and tired, washed out and weary.

38.  It took some time to work through where I’d learned what “young” looked like and why it was so terrible not to show up with that very specific presentation.

39.  There are people who love their dyed hair and I say good on them. Be happy, be blessed, be whatever you want.

40.  Now let’s see if we can get people to embrace that gray/white/whatever is just another color on our heads and not an indication we’ve “let ourselves go.” Because wtf.