“Make your life like your hair. Life is short. Let it grow – just like the way you want it to be.”
For years, I was stuck with my long tresses and side bangs. I felt comfortable and safe with it. Little did I know that during those times, I was hiding my esteem behind my locks. It did not mean that I have low self-esteem though. I just felt so me. Since I wanted to see someone new in the mirror, I decided to have my hair cut.
Other than that, I have a deeper reason for having it cut. I wanted to move on from my former self – from the self which thought too much of the future when I can entrust it entirely to the Lord. New hair means “moving on”.
Moreover, I wanted to have a new “image” for my 22nd birthday. And yeah, that’s today. Valor Day! Happy birthday to me. hehe
Yesterday, I braved into going to the salon to have my shortest hair cut yet. I felt so confident at first, but when I started seeing hair on the floor, I felt my heart sink so deep. I said my goodbyes to them and moved on quickly. :D
The final look was satisfying. I wished it was shorter than this, but for now, I am happy with this length. Maybe a week from now, I’ll have this cut much shorter.
It feels good to have short hair. I can play with it and comb it with my fingers. Most importantly, it feels so liberating to have such. Cheers to the new hair!