Why I'm Glad I Chopped All of My Hair Off

I’m the type of person who will think, “I really, really, really want to do this,” and then not actually do it. One of my resolutions for this year was to change that, whether it be about some creative project I want to pursue, a change in my wardrobe, or a major change in my appearance.

That’s why I finally chopped all of my hair off! I went from having it down past my shoulders to having a nice, androgynous pixie cut that barely extends past the nape of my neck. I’m loving it; it’s so easy to manage and it looks super cute at the same time!

Funnily enough, younger me would probably be horrified if she saw me now. When I was a kid I would always keep my hair super long, extending halfway down my back. Back then, I hated pretty much everything about myself, especially my body. I always felt like my long, princess-like hair was the only thing that other people could look at and say was pretty. I felt like my beautiful hair and my somewhat decent breasts were my only redeeming qualities.

In my second year of high school, I chopped 10 inches off of my hair. It felt great, and I kept it like that until my first year of college, when I started to dream of doing something even more daring. But still, I put it off; I was so afraid that a pixie cut would look bad with my fat body. 

Sometimes it feels like I haven’t changed at all since I started college, but I’ve come a long way in accepting myself. I quite frankly got tired of hating myself, of feeling guilty every time I ate and avoiding looking at myself while in the shower. Slowly, I’ve started to challenge those kinds of thoughts, and I was finally able to cut my hair off. I feel better than ever about myself and I’m never looking back.