There’s some trauma when it come to haircuts. I have given myself a haircut and it doesn’t look too bad. It’s not the first time I have cut my own hair.
I noticed it was when he was staring at me asking me a whole line of questions like he was an FBI agent interrogating me about it.
He would never let me get my hair cut the way I wanted to at the hairdressers. He made sure he told them what he wanted. So I said fuck it and just started cutting my hair myself when he was occupied. He couldn’t say anything to stop it if it was already done.
First time I did it I cut all my hair off. I nearly shaved all my hair off but it was more like a pixie cut. He was super pissed wouldn’t look at me or talk to me for a several weeks.
So as he was questioning me I began to have a full on panic attack. The heart palpitations shaking, my throat going tight. It had been a long time since that has happened that bad.
I’m so glad for medical marijuana. The panic attack is slowly dissipating. Still doing my breathing exercises to try to relax my nervous system.
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