Hell Of Myself. Comments

I cried in the changing rooms today. It had double mirrors so you could see every angle if you wanted to. I didn’t. It made it harder to avoid.
I am disgusting.
I thought about dying my hair dark because the roots are too golden to match the rest of my highlights, failure of home hairdressing. Even though I had make-up on I looked really washed out, at least with darker hair I’d have a reason to. Mum said she looked washed out too but she wasn’t wearing any make-up.
She asked me if I‘d been crying, I looked really down. I said no I hadn’t, I was fine. We continued shopping in silence. Occasionally she’d ask my opinion on things and I’d yes or no or ask about the calories.
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