As a 24 year old woman, you can't think that I was happy about cutting off my hair in any way. I'm less than a year away from my wedding and I have shorter hair than almost any man I know. This brings about a lot of feelings for me, but the most honest feeling that I can express is anger. Why wouldn't I be? What did I ever do wrong in my life to warrant having - count them, THREE - skin diseases at the age of 24?
But you could say there's more to it than that.
Over the past week I've also learned a lesson about vanity, and the importance of being a good person. Throughout the past 3 years (since the contraction of my visible psoriasis), I've received a ton of looks and have had to swallow a lot of ignorant comments from strangers. But it wasn't until I cut my hair off that I realized how mean people can be to other people that they don't even know. I've been gravely trying to not let it bother me, because HEY, I'm never going to see those people again... but it does get to me a little when I'm sitting in a coffee shop and can hear the girls at the table next to me talking for a solid number of minutes about my haircut and how I look like a lesbian.
With that said, I've been shown an outpouring of love too. Offers to cut their own hair, to give/make me headbands, to buy me wigs. I'm very lucky.
So from today forward, I'm going to try to be a good person like all of the people who are standing by my side through this are.
Over the past week I've also learned a lesson about vanity, and the importance of being a good person. Throughout the past 3 years (since the contraction of my visible psoriasis), I've received a ton of looks and have had to swallow a lot of ignorant comments from strangers. But it wasn't until I cut my hair off that I realized how mean people can be to other people that they don't even know. I've been gravely trying to not let it bother me, because HEY, I'm never going to see those people again... but it does get to me a little when I'm sitting in a coffee shop and can hear the girls at the table next to me talking for a solid number of minutes about my haircut and how I look like a lesbian.
With that said, I've been shown an outpouring of love too. Offers to cut their own hair, to give/make me headbands, to buy me wigs. I'm very lucky.
So from today forward, I'm going to try to be a good person like all of the people who are standing by my side through this are.
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