What matters.

I debated with myself for a very long time about this decision. My biggest concern was how I would go about styling my hair. One night i walked into my bathroom, grabbed some scissors and did it. As I saw pieces of hair falling to the sink i knew there was no turning back. I carefully cut a section of hair and then trimmed it as best I can so it would look even. I am not exactly sure what was going through my head at that point. All I know is that I was happy with the results. . Although half of my head might resemble a man, I think I look more beautiful than I did before. My hair won't get in the way of my true face. The world can see ME; no longer hiding behind my mane.