I chopped off all of my hair. All of it. Why you may ask? I’m not sure. I said I wanted something different, I said I wanted a release, I said I was tired of having to “deal” with my hair. Each one of these may be true, and none of them might. I might be going through something, but whatever. It’s gone, I’m bald.
Wanna see the new cut? Click “read more.”
This was my hair after I decided to lob off a good 4 inches or so. The ends were split terribly, even though I had a lot of length, so they had to go. I dealt with this for a while, but in the back of my head was still itching for something different (and easy).
Thus, I went from this (note: the sides and back aren’t shaven off, I just pinned my hair up – fooled ya).
It’s strange because I thought I would feel this sense of relief after cutting my hair, but I don’t. I think this is indicative of me needing to work through some other stuff, as the heaviness I’m feeling didn’t leave with my tresses. Again, I’m still happy with it because now I don’t have to figure out what to do with my hair in the mornings. I also am hoping that since I do not have my hair to hide behind, it’ll force me to make sure everything else on me looks good and put together which may or may not make me feel better. We’ll see.
What do you all think of the cut?