It was like letting a part of me go, I was almost emotional. I was looking in the mirror, carefully examining every detail. Afraid to forget how I see myself in a ponytail, in a bun, with hair all over my face. Then there it goes, a few years of me gone. Just gone. Then I look at myself again. Unfinished.
I was happy. I was happy that I was able to let go of it, then I started to let go of those years with my hair. I may not look in my best with hair like this but I feel so happy and contented. I have loved myself more after letting some things go off. My head feels lighter and it was amazing.
