Short Hair, Don’t Care

short hair dont care


After years of cutting my hair short, I feel like I have a pretty good grasp of the exact style and length that I feel great about. Just a couple of weeks ago, it was at a length I found insufferable. It was long enough not to be considered a pixie cut, but also too short to be a bob. It bothered me to the point that I would be in a bad mood as soon I see myself in the mirror. Some might find it petty but it made me feel so insecure. I projected my discomfort to people around me and felt that the whole world was staring and judging me for my overgrown, hopeless head of hair.

So I cut it.

I felt so much better, more confident, more me. I’m often busy with work too so taking the time to get a haircut felt like an act of self-care.

But of course, there are people who felt they had to voice their opinion that I cut my hair too short, it looked very bad, or that I look better with longer hair etc. I felt bummed out and rejected. They’re not the ones who have to live with it every day so why do they care? And why do I care about their opinions?

So I stopped.

For the first time, I didn’t care about what people thought. And I didn’t feel guilty for not caring. I didn’t realize how much I was weighing myself down by giving too much value on other people’s side comments. I’ve learned so much by listening to constructive criticism but this is not one of them. Fortunately, I was in a stable enough mental state to reel myself back before I spiral down self-hate. It was so liberating and that freedom felt addicting. I rather feel this positive more often than not.

So from here on, I’m making it a mission to care less about other people’s opinions and care more about what works for me. Life’s too short to be burdened by the opinion of others.