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All About My Hair
And the demons it summons up
***I started drafting this back at the beginning of April 2020, while we were just going into the pandemic. I’m revisiting this draft now for hopefully obvious reasons.
A couple of weeks ago, I had convinced my two youngest boys to shave my head as a “pandemic hair cut.” My youngest was all for it and did the first few shaves before surrendering the clippers. My middle child was very hesitant and skeptical, so just did a small pass on one area. In the end, he was upset that I didn't at least leave bangs. My daughter hated it tremendously. Now that I have since left bangs, she’s OK with it, but still not a huge fan. I will continue to shave my hair because it makes me feel more comfortable and less ashamed.
My hair has been embarrassingly thin, and thinning since at least my late 20s. It looks much better short without the length weighing it down. It was getting long again, and I figured maybe a buzz cut was a good idea.
I am the only one of my mother’s five children to inherit her horribly thin hair. She blamed her mother for pulling her pigtails too tight. She also blamed my grandmother’s enormous boobs for her small ones because she prayed hers wouldn’t be as big as her mother's. That was something that was also passed down to me.
