half of my hair is gone

Up until recently, I had rather long hair.

Skeleton dress

I’ve always preferred and had long hair, but having hair that long was something else. No matter where my partner sat or lay in bed he’d pull on it because it could reach from my side all the way over to his.

When I would tie my docs it would be brushing on the floor, if I leaned against a counter top or sat down on the sofa and then went to turn my head and/or upper body I would pull it, and it I were to lie down flat on my back I would be trapped there because it was under the base of my spine and literally restricted my movement.

On more than one occasion, as I got into a car on even only a mildly windy day, I would unknowingly shut it in the door above me. Yeah, ouch.

As well as being a nuisance, it had also become somewhat of a security blanket as well. I was so used to being shrouded in long locks that if I were to wear something tight fitting (although rare), I felt glad that my hair would be covering my outline right down to my hips – kind of like in the picture above.


I’d been toying with the idea for about a year, and last week I finally took the plunge and got a good majority of it cut off. It’s now the shortest it’s been in about a decade, and I’m really pleased to say that I don’t regret it at all.

Long hair is beautiful and will probably always be my preference, but short locks can also be rocked and it’s so wonderful to know that it won’t be leant on or trapped anywhere or anything of the like. Well, I say ‘short’ but my hairdresser and I laughed about the fact that technically, my hair is still long, but to me it feels super short!

Now I just have to get used to feeling so exposed without my hair shield..



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