A fresh cut

So I’ve been planning on doing this for a long time, over a year in fact but I just haven’t had the courage to make it happen… until now.

In the spirit of cutting the things out of my life that cause me stress I decided that my hair was one thing I could do without. I’ve always disliked my high forehead and hairline and as I’m getting older my hair was looking more and more like a mess so I finally decided fuck it.

It’s not just the hair. The hair is what’s visible on the outside but on the inside it’s me letting go of all the angst that comes with trying to cling to the absurd idea that only my youth is what I have to offer whilst wearing caps to hide my insecurity.

So FUCK IT, this is me and I’m going to rock this, I’ve earned it.