They say the life of a woman lies on their hair.
The length of their hair. The health, the shine, etc.
It's our crown.
So I cut it.
In a sense, I "killed" myself.
It wasn't a drastic cut like I did before. I had a breakdown and I just chopped off most of my hair back then.
Today, when I did it, I just felt very down and depressed.
I wanted an asymmetrical cut and yeah, I got it.
|Snip. Snip. Snip.|
I wanted to keep my bangs long but then I just decided to cut it.
I feel dead.
Now, that made me younger a bit. Yeah?
All the breaking down is good.
No. It's not. I'm joking.
I nearly poked my eye with the scissors today.
I feel like part of the burden is gone.
But another one came up.
Do YOU cut your own hair for fun? Or to release stress/tension/depression?
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