“Mommy, your hair looks JACKED UP” ~ 5 year old son
“I wouldn’t do it, but if you’re happy, I’m happy” ~ 11 year old daughter
“I like it. You look artsy & smarter” ~ Friend
“WOW” ~ Step-Mom
“Did you get a haircut? I like it!” ~ Manager
“Zoinks” ~ Co-Worker
“OMG, Thank God it’s CUUUTTTTEEEEE” ~ Best Friend
“Love it” ~ Friend
“Sexy” ~ Co-Worker
Most others around me (mom & Dad hadn’t even seen it yet) that have seen my hair, hadn’t really said much. Kinda like ‘no biggie’. For me, which is cool!
After I wrote the post about fear controlling my reason for not cutting my hair, it bothered me. I don’t like being scared of something that I can control (not like my fear of palmetto bugs..eeewww). And…it’s just hair! Why have I had a complex all these years about having short hair?? It was the fear of what others would say. How would they look at me, etc. Last night, I didn’t care!
So, with scissors in hand, I took my fear on and just cut my hair. At one point, I even contemplated stopping. I was at the point where I can just pony it up. But, I had to let go of my comfort zone. I wanted to embrace change. I needed too.
After I cut it, I didn’t feel anything. LOL. O.k. wait…I did feel in control. But, I was neither happy nor sad. I was ‘whatever-it’s short now. Now what?’
So coming to work today, I didn’t feel the least bit worried about others reactions. I love how I look regardless of what my hair looks like. I feel I let go of my ‘
hair issues’.
My only beef now is, Why didn’t I do this sooner?
