I thought about going really short for a long time. And finally on Valentine’s Day, I had my moment.
I went to “my guy” Chris, whom I have loved for 4 years now.
He basically gave me ptsd from this cut.
I wish I had gotten a photo of the back to prove it, but this cut was legit a mullet.
I spiraled and wore a headscarf for a few days while I considered just shaving my head.
Fortunately, after a BUNCH of crying, my besties helped me pick up the pieces and I got it redone somewhere else.
I dont love it.
I dont love it.
But I have stopped hating it.
So that is good!
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