i’ve been growing my hair out for some time now, since it was pixie short which was almost five years ago. for the past six or so months it has become aware to me that my ends were quickly dying and this newfound length may be short lived. i had tried everything to keep them from needing to be cut but it seemed the more things i tried the worse they got. it got to the point where i started feeling upset that i might have to trim them. i didn’t know what was making me feel this way, it was just hair after all and two inches at that. it wasn’t like i was being asked to shave my head and even if i was, weren’t there more important things in life? 

finally having enough with my attitude towards my hair, i knew what i had to do. the thing is, i was sick of caring so much about something so silly when there are so many other things around me and in this world worth caring about. i felt i was being vain and preoccupied by something that should mean nothing, not everything. so saturday i made myself an appointment for a hair cut and had those two inches cut off without even thinking twice. surprisingly after it was all said and done i felt relieved to have them gone. i didn’t have to think about them anymore and that felt good, real good. the best part of all is that hair grows back, shocker i know, but a few months down the line those inches will be back healthy and strong. – and yes i just dedicated a whole post to the every day trim. happy monday!