Hello, Wednesday Warriors!
Recently, I experienced a minor crisis. By minor, I mean a tiny little decision, that will truly have a minuscule impact on my future, consumed my mind for a good week and a half. It bothered me so much I even freaked out to a good friend via Facebook messenger. Thankfully, she talked me down and didn't judge me, at least not out loud. (Love you Megan!)
What silly choice threw me into an absurd tizzy? Hair.
It's amazing how hair can effect the way we feel. Color, texture, culture, horrible cuts from the past, and even Jr. High trauma (I'm not the only one, right?), all contribute to the way we feel about those strands — or lack there of — sprouting from our heads. They can either make us feel totally together or like a ratty mess, feel bad ass or professional, sleek or frazzled.
Based on Facebook responses, I'm not the only one who breaks down because of this. Which leads me to two questions.
1. Do you ever freak about your hair? Why or why not?
2. Is there something else that seems small that causes you an obscene amount of anxiety?
If you have a second, I'd love to know!