It was there on the floor of my family’s living room in sleepy little Moss Point, Mississippi where I became unique.
We would talk about the world, with me asking questions with childlike wonder. My mother would kindly smile and answer all of my questions in a way only mothers could, and tug my hair into a long braid that was perpetually there. My long hair was a massive part of my identity, since a large …show more content…
I began to take these comments in my stride, keeping my chin up and ignoring the judging looks. I eventually came to accept that I am my own person. It was at that point where I stepped out of my sisters’ shadows and became an individual. When given criticism, I would kindly smile and thank the naysayers for their opinions and continue about my business. Eventually, people began to warm up to my cropped hair, with some even complimenting my new look, putting a smile on my face.
Ever since I was a little girl, I have always been introverted and shy, preferring to live in the shadows of my sisters. No matter what I did, my achievements were always placed on par with theirs. I lived in a proverbial glass box of expectations and comparisons. For me, cutting my hair was my way of breaking out of that box. I moved away from the shadows and stepped into the light for myself as an individual, a trait that transcends into my life