I pleaded to get my hair cut. It was after all my hair, but I wasn’t allowed. When my mom was at work I pestered my dad to let me cut my hair until, out of frustrations, he finally gave in. My sister took a pair of scissors and CHOP! Hair all off. Needless to day, it was a bit of a shock for my mom.
I look back at that time quite fondly, but also with a pang of regret. Not for the near heart attack to caused my mom (though I do feel bad) but because I didn’t know hair could be donated for a cause, so it all simply went into the trash. I have felt horrible about it for nearly two decades.
A few years ago I decided to leave my hair alone. To let it grow in its untreated/uncoloured state until I couldn’t stand it anymore. Then I’d chop it all off and donate it to a good cause.
I thought I would never reach that moment. That I would have an internal battle with myself
“Time to cut your hair Tanya”
“But I love it!”
“But you don’t need it!”
Last week while in the shower washing my hair, I realized that internal battle was over when I spent the entire time imagining what it would be like to have short hair. It is time.
using measurements and this flowchart. Looks like I have an oval face shape, which means I have a pretty wide range of hair options.
I was originally inspired to cut my hair short by Kate Bracken’s hair in Being Human. I love the sweep and asymmetry of it. I don’t know if I’m quite ready for hair that short, but I know I want long sweeping bangs, asymmetry, and chin length or (maybe) shorter. I’m not entirely sure what I’ll end up with when I do go in for my appointment, but I’ll show a few photos, say a few key words, take a deep breath and let my hairstylist go at it.
Until then, I need to decide where to donate my hair. I made sure not to colour/treat my hair and to grow it extra long so I could pick any donation centre I wanted. I’m sure each is as good as the other but I want to make the right decision.