posted on Jun, 3 2010 @ 01:29 AM
Hair cuts to me mean a lot more than they do with normal people. I've noticed like others do that when I'm going through a heavy trauma I might cut
my hair. And I've also noticed that it is liberating to go shaved. But on the other hand there is something challenging about living with the past
energy trapped in my long hair. I like the challenge. I like the thought of keeping my past nearby, in the form of hair, rather than dwelling on
memories. My Mom is a hairdresser too although nowadays she can't cut for # because of lack of practice and mild alcoholism, but I still respect the
I remember when I was a kid wanting to have a mullet with the top moussed and maybe a rat tail at the very back or just a normal mullet. Then
eventually I got in trouble for something (don't remember what) and my Mom's evil boyfriend at the time gave me a horrendous mushroom cut. Mushroom
cuts were in style at the time, and I got a compliment on it from the teacher at school, but it was not the cool moussed mullet that I wanted. I felt
shame getting that punishment haircut.
After that I generally kept my hair buzzed as far as the clippers with no guard would go. People said it was a serious look and that I was the type of
person who fit the haircut well because of my down to business nature. I even shaved it one time with a razor.
Whenever I'd grow my hair out enough I'd start hating on it after three months or so and be back for another shave. In grade ten though my friends
started demanding that I grow my hair out so I obliged. At the time I had NO idea how to properly care for hair that was beyond a few centimeters in
length. So I just kept growing my hair. It turned into kind of a big puffy wavy afro. It looked terrible but at that point my personal hygiene and
concern for my overall well-being was at an all-time low. I discovered that the puffiness of my hair would ease off a little bit if I showered less
frequently so I let my hair become really greasy. Eventually it became pretty long. Then this crazy goth chick started hitting on me. Since no other
chicks had any interest in me at the time I went out with her.
Later after getting really annoyed with my hair I started putting it in a ponytail. My girlfriend at the time liked to iron it or weigh it down with
all these nasty chemical hair products and I thought her behaviour was a bit too controlling for my tastes. I couldn't resist having my vanity fed so
I let her control what went into my hair. I had a couple trims and eventually my hair was down to my back. I had gotten rid of all the split ends and
started wearing it in one thick braid which I thought was really cool. Some people by this time were calling for me to get a haircut just for the
Seeing as how my relationship with my then girlfriend was really crappy due to her being a liar and far too shallow and immature for my tastes I had
her and her Mom cut it down to bald. I thought if I changed my look so radically that maybe she'd dump me, which I hoped for. It didn't work and
instead I was stuck looking like a cracked out white street criminal.
A few years of having short hair later I realized that for me personally, having long hair was liberating, helped me get in touch with my feminine
side, and went along with my naturally rebellious attitude. So ever since I've been growing it again and right now it's a little past my shoulders.
Keep in mind my hair is a bit curly so it takes a long time to actually look long. When it gets halfway down my back I plan to start putting it in one
thick braid again.
Oh yeah and as an aside, right now I don't use conditioner and only use dandruff shampoo because I have to. If I ever want my hair to be really
controlled I'll apply olive oil to it. In my experience adding all this crap to your hair and brushing it a lot only contributes to split ends and
overall crappy hair. It provides diminishing returns to put stuff into your hair that makes it look nicer, only for your hair to look crappier as time
goes on from the hair products.
So to me, hair is important to my emotional being and greatly affects my sense of self. It also feeds my vanity although only if I consciously focus
on it. If I do go balding in my later years I'll definitely be happy shaving it instead of trying to comb it over as I always like that look too. I
just won't start shaving my head again until nature decides that it's time.