In life, we all experience painful things. It could be as little as stubbing your toe to breaking an arm, but the most painful thing I’ve ever done was growing out my hair.
Don’t get me wrong. I’ve experienced pain! I have had two babies, and one was through an emergency C-section. And while I was pregnant with the second child, I had kidney stones. And because I was pregnant, they couldn’t give me pain killers. Now that was pain.
When I was pregnant, I had alopecia. For those who don’t know what that is, it’s when your hair falls out in big chunks, which left me with these gaping bald spots. It was awful. But I’ll write about that another day.
It was a couple of years before my hair actually stopped falling out. So I really didn’t know if I could depend on having hair. But after fighting with this issue, I finally had had enough. I figured if I was going to alopecia, I was tired of trying to hide it. I was going to cut off my hair!
I should say that while this may seem radical (and it was a little bit), I had short hair when I was in my 20s, and I absolutely loved it. So while I knew I was going to miss having long hair, I was also looking forward to shedding my fear of how I would look. So off came the locks.
Short hair is wonderful. It’s easy to manage, quick to get ready and looks great if you get the right cut. But after a while, I got bored. It was the same hair all the time. With longer hair, at least I could do something with it. And thus began my journey to growing out my mane.
I had forgotten how much those in between stages truly suck. At one point, I told my husband just to accept the fact that I was going to look like I had stuck my finger in a electrical socket. Day after day, I looked in the mirror, only to wonder why I even bothered to look. The end goal was the only thing that kept me from chopping it back short again.
A year is a long time to wait. But after being patient, my hair has finally reached a length I’m enjoying. And while I do love my long hair, I do have moments of wanting to chop it all off again. And then I remember the pain…