hair

My hair is out of control. I NEVER had this problem when it was really long. If I could go back in time, I would stop myself from letting my mom take me to a random hair salon to get my split ends cut. I really do believe that she told me to get it because she's jealous of my hair. I got my extremely thick hair from my dad's side, and hers is very thin. I'm not a narcissist. There's a lot of things that makes me think about this about my mom.

My hair is just beyond help. This is the second time this year it's gotten all tangled up. I'm tempted to just shave it all off and let it grow naturally, but I already did that before sixth grade, and it was horrible! My head is too tiny, my body is too big, and I've concluded that I just do not look good with a short hair cut. I wish I did. I wish I wasn't so ugly. I wish there was at least one good quality about myself. I'm just wandering about with my life.

I told my mom that I was thinking about shaving my hair after I graduate from high school next year. She gave me an offended look and told me that there are so many people with thin hair like her that wished they had hair like mine, and I'm just like, "i'M sOrRy?!!" I tell her that I hate how ugly I am sometimes and she says, "really, that's offensive to me, since you look like me."

My hair is my favorite thing about myself, or at least, it used to. The top of my head has little baby strands everywhere, and it just looks so hideous. My hair is uneven and has small hairs EVERYWHERE. How can I be pretty when the best attribute about myself is so bad?! :(