Invisible

I feel invisible. Today we are having our open house at our new building. This morning, a few board members stopped by to help set up. One of them I’ve met half a dozen times and she STILL didn’t remember meeting me. Total blank look, and I’d sat next to her for an entire all-day training meeting a few months ago.
 
This happens to me ALL THE TIME. People don’t remember me. They don’t remember my name or my face or anything. It’s demoralizing. It’s fucking with my currently rather fragile mental state. I’m seriously contemplating dying my hair bright purple so at least I’ll be that chick with the purple hair instead of “Excuse me, who are you?”
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