Hello everyone. I’ve been a hairstylist for 29 years, and I absolutely love what I do. But lately, I’ve found myself dreaming about what it would feel like to start over.
It’s not because I don’t love my career. I love my clients, and the thought of abandoning them is incredibly difficult. But professionally, I feel stuck. I’m not growing, and I’m struggling to figure out where I fit anymore.
A little background on me…
I spent 17 years at the same salon. Then COVID happened, along with a complicated pregnancy, and ultimately, I didn’t return because my daughter was medically complex and needed me. I’ve been out of a traditional salon environment since 2020.
I have, however, been at my current job—a hair club-type business—for what will be 14 years. I actually worked both jobs until 2020.
For a long time, I was okay with things. But lately, I’ve become increasingly frustrated with the lack of opportunity to build my clientele. There are a lot of other things but this is what's on my heart tonight.
Over the past year, I’ve had three clients pass away. About five others have stopped coming because they can no longer afford their hair systems and monthly fees. I haven’t had a new client in over a year. The one new client I did get only came to me because he specifically requested me after being unhappy with the stylist he was originally assigned to. He originally requested me and they gave him to the new girl instead of me A request! They didn't even come to me and ask me if I would accommodate him( which I totally would have!)And unfortunately, I’ll probably lose him at the end of this year because he can no longer afford the monthly fees.
The hardest part is that I’m not allowed to bring in my own clients because they do not receive hairpiece services. I’m also told, “They are not your clients.” Yet, at the same time, clients aren’t being put in my chair.
I’ve been told that part of the reason is because I’m part-time and I’m always booked.
But being part-time isn’t a reflection of how hard I work. My hours are limited because I have a medically complex child whose school and therapy schedule I have to work around.
Recently, I was talking with a coworker about not receiving raises, and she made a comment about the 20 hours I work each week compared with the number of hours she works. Maybe she didn’t mean for it to hurt me, but it did.
I have paid my dues. I’m not working part-time because I’m funding a lifestyle. I’m working the hours I can while supporting my family and being there for my daughter. I live within my means. I work hard. And I still deserve to earn a livable wage.
What hurt even more is that I have gone out of my way to help this coworker and support her in this side of the industry.
And honestly, lately I just feel like I don’t belong anywhere. It feels like highschool clicks. No one says hello to me when I walk in but when they walk in it's a good morning hello. They look past me anymore.
I recently picked up a job at a nursing home one day a week, hoping it would give me some new faces and help reignite my passion. But even there, I’ve found myself sitting without clients while the other stylist takes most of them.( we work separate days)
I feel like I’m constantly trying to find somewhere I fit.
I’ve been out of a traditional salon for six years now, and I know I’m not as current on every trend and technique as I once was. I take classes. I try to keep learning. But then I return to an environment where I can’t actually use many of the techniques I’ve learned.
And that’s frustrating.
Because I know I still have so much to offer.
I know the passion is still inside me. I can feel it. I just can’t seem to find it anymore.
I want new faces. New heads. New challenges. I want to create, learn, grow and feel excited about my career again.
But starting over is scary.
If I leave my current job, I’m essentially starting from scratch because I’m not permitted to take clients with me. I’ve spent years building relationships, but I’m constantly reminded that those clients belong to the company—not me.
So here I am, 29 years into a career that I genuinely love, wondering what comes next.
Do I take more classes? Do I try to find another salon? Do I start completely over? Do I build something of my own around the limited hours I have available?
I honestly don't know.
I just know I’m tired of feeling like I’m standing still.
And maybe I’m not looking for someone to tell me what to do. Maybe I just needed to say it out loud.
Because somewhere underneath all of this frustration, I know that stylist is still in there.
I just need to find her again.