Hair…

Sooo…

I was not raised in some weird religious compound. I was not forced to have long hair, in fact I was the sad opposite, forbidden to have one. No idea why, my so called mother, had always told me I should not have them. Well, you got to ask her why she was so opposite my long hair if you want an answer, I never got one…

But leave me.

Read this and think how in fact we treat our hair? Yes, my research went so deep into this whole Christianlike living, that it is now an obsession. I just DO NOT GET IT. I mean really. Yes, as a kid I was scold because I laughed or danced on Friday. A regular one Friday. I was forbidden to go to a party on Fridays. Just because Jesus died that day… yeah, some parents suddenly come to this weird way of thinking and you, a kid earlier raised by herself, in a day you get this sign. Huge one, saying: you can not o this or that, only because the church said so…

Of course it was only few years apart until I was 18, and moved out to a dorm to study at the Uni, but still it hurt… Tell me, what makes people so easy to jump into all those weird don’ts, laws, structures… believes. I mean really? Why to give up freedom, which we have not much, so easily?

Why?

STOP… loosing freedom. If someone tells you your hair are to please a guy, leave it. Have hair as you want them, or do not care about them at all. Those are in fact only hair and modern cosmetology can give you them in all colors and lengths. Stop bothering about the look, take care of your mind! And think… do you really want a god which cares so much – sounds a bit pervert – about this how your hair looks like, or how your soul, mind, heart is taken care of? I mean really? What kind of superficial gods those are who care about makeup.

Or maybe makeup has its own gods? Well… maybe?

But… I made some research and few experiments, and got it, that even when it is no matter of believes, suddenly a woman cutting her hair short is like… disabled. Like she was not owning them at all. Or have no rights to it or even, was to stupid to decided that she wants what she wants. I mean really? WTF is going on with this world. Stupid thing – hair, which is super important when you got sick and suddenly loose them, what can be so traumatic, and for you it is so saddening, in a regular life is… I mean really. It is not a leg or an eye! Those are hair, so why so much fuss about it?

And yes, my hair are weak and short. Soo… have I wrote all this stuff only because I am jealous? I bet you think so. LOL

 

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