It’s Just Hair….

One BAD hair day not a bad life

It’s crazy how just one “bad” hair cut can change your life. Look at this girl, poor Bronwyn, desperately sad no colour in my eyes. Depressed, no hope in my soul for the future and I had just come out of the hospital on a 2 hour supervised visit.

Before this awful hair cut I had these beautiful long purple and grey 30 inch braids in. Which, yes I’m aware braids are a protective style but it ruined my hair, as it it fine and brittle from all the medication I was on. Also being a fair blue eyed blonde, my head wasn’t meant to hold over 200 braids for over 3 months.

My dad and I were walking around the mall and that’s when the snap split second decision was made. At the time I had very little control over my life but my hair was something I had control over. I was going to get a hair cut, I didn’t know what I wanted yet but I wanted it to be something different. Change your look, change your life and at the first salon we stopped at I had my consultation and we started hacking away.

This is when my heart started to pound a little harder. Sweat started to drip down my forehead. This was not what I wanted. There goes whatever long hair I had left to cover my insecurities. Let’s just say I had a Britney moment and cut all my hair off. I was not happy and decided from then on I should never let my dad pick out my hair cut. Never again.

I thought I was going for something edgy a renewed redefined Bronwyn. Turns out I was just counting down the days till my precious hair grew. I got a flower design shaved into the side of my head to try and make me feel less masculine but let me tell yea’ that didn’t work. The end results were not bad look, the look just wasn’t for me. I became very confused with my self identity. Now having more questions about myself then before.

Don’t get me wrong I’ve been told I can pull off “any” look. But this my friends, was not one of them. When I returned back to the hospital everyone started calling Britney and they all had a hard time recognizing who i was or if it was really me under that mask of hair.

This cut took about 2 years to grow back fully and I have had many different hair colours and hair styles in between. I have learned two lessons here : Never get a buzz cut and never let dad choose your hair cut.

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