I did not understand what’s the obsession about covering greys. Then it occurred to me that perhaps by hiding greys we are supposed to feel younger than we are… but why do we have this inability to simply accept it. Is it societal pressure? When I spotted my first grey I felt conscious. A friend said I should dye. I didn’t right away. I waited and then thought I must give it a try. It felt good on the first day but later it looked artificial for some reason. That was the first and last time. It is still a work in progress. I haven’t completely accepted my innumerable greys yet. But I know I will one fine day. Thank you for writing this.