my hair cut epiphany

When I first got this “trim” I had mixed feeling about it. I liked it because it was shiny and straight and flowed with me but I hated it at the same time because it was so short. People told me it wasn’t that short especially my friend who had a similar problem with getting a “trim.” I felt like the black news caster on TV with the pretty face and short professional hair. It was feeling it for a few hours until I tried to put it into a ponytail. It looked ugly and short…just the kind I hated. I immediately wished for my long hair back. I felt like I could only do one style: down or half up half down. I finally however realized something today…it was kinda like a mini epiphany. I needed that “trim”, that haircut. When she was cutting off those dead ends and I was letting go of all the things that hurt me, the person I once was. She was preventing those split ends from getting worst and destroying my hair and I was preventing the monsters of my past from harming me any longer; destroying myself, my being. I was cutting off my old ways making room for the new me….the me that could work hard for what she wanted, do HER, strive for success, and forget about the haters. So even though I still don’t really like my hair cut…I can embrace it and learn to live with it because it symbolizes so much more than just cut hair…it’s a cut into my new life.