I hated it and cried rainfalls while staring at myself in Mums bedroom mirror. But it was cut. I never had it long again....
...Over the last couple of weeks I have shredded my old life. Filled two huge green bins with it. Gone.
I couldn't have shredded it last year. But now as each page of degree work, nursing documentation, letters from old jobs, old house moves, meet the sharp teeth. I feel lighter. So light I almost floated to the hairdressers.
I accidentally missed my hair appointment on the 2nd January, so today I tell Toby: I want to go blonder and keep the length. I'm growing it you see...
A lady I admire said today:
You can't change your past. But you can do something about your Future!
Well Future here I come I hope you are ready for me...!!