To figure out some skin issues a while back I shaved off all my then-long hair. Now it’s grown to a noticeable length again and there are giant patches and streaks of gray coming in everywhere. I’m only 32. There is too much stress in the world. My mother didn’t gray until her late 40s, same with my grandmother I think. Guess it’s time to own that young grandma drip for the Mad Max future
I haven’t grayed much yet, but I always had my hair long. Then one day, I noticed it was getting so thin that when it was pulled back into a ponytail, half my scalp was visible, so I cut it short, and that seemed to have helped a bit, less stress from the ponytail… or so I thought. Now, it’s thinned out even more, AND I’m getting massive widows peaks. I’m trying to decide whether to go Jason Statham and keep it hella short, or go full Nick Cage and just comb it back. I’m not much older than you. It only really sucks because my hair was really my only piece of my looks attached to my identity, and it was one of the only connections I have to my culture.
My little brother on the other hand, his hair is thick as hell, but he was half gray by 25.
On the plus side, gray hair is hot on young guys and girls. You can rock it!
Definitely, I’ve never honestly had a problem with graying l. l think gray/white hair looks elegant as hell. My biggest thing was what it probably means: that, yes, modern life for any sort of marginalized identity really is extremely fucked up just like I’ve been saying to all the terrible, terrible masses for a decade at this point and my body knows it. I feel vindicated for my past self, sort of. It’s a weird feeling. Maybe I’m romanticizing it too much, lol.
I find that sort of romanticizing healthy, personally. Vindication of and physical reminders of the struggles you’ve been through. Like a scar that you can look at to remember a fight for justice. ✊