“I was born with 1 grey hair. By the time I was a teenager I had grey hair at the front, black/brown at the back. I use to dye it constantly till I reached 40. Then it was like a light bulb went off. I suddenly didn't care what anyone thought of me. I danced at parties for the first time in my life, I didn't care if I was overweight. I didn't care if my hair was Grey/white. I embraced me. I stopped dyeing my hair. Suddenly I felt free to be me. My only regret was waiting so long. I have had strangers come up to me in the street asking about my hair. I have even had random strangers start stroking my hair,like they are memorised. My hair is white at the front and salt and pepper at the back. And I would not have it any other way.”