i got violated at the barbershop and it has thrust me into a state of reflection. a lot of my mental has been anger and terror because my hair has been fucked up but otherwise this has given me the freedom to feel like i can finally change my hair from what i’ve had for years.
I may live to regret this *snip* But, *snip snip* I will live. also shoutout to hairdressers for having the people skills, diamond composure, and the amazing language deciphering ability to understand folks through blubbering sobs and sniffles My hairdresser made me a mean cuppa afterwards too, god bless
