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https://ift.tt/2OREEngI feel like what I do wih my hair is very symbolic of where I’m at in life in a lot of ways. not necessarily purposefully but like, the character analysis is pretty there. the first time I cut my hair the way I wanted it, the way I really wanted it, not just a bob but like sides shaved queer, was around when I came out as nonbinary and left normal high school for independent study. before that I had long hair, which I took care of absolutely horribly and which did not suit me well at all, like high school and middle school and not being known to be something other than a girl did! right now I’m in a little bit of a holding pattern waiting for my next haircut (which will be soon! before the 10th, I declare!) and to start university. got kind of an eccentric thing going on but not exactly the thing eccentric I want. not fully taking care of myself, but very much managing, arranged in a way where things go fine when I don’t have the time/function/motivation/whatever to take that care. my hair represents a lot. my gender, my executive (dys)function, my independence in action. I’ll write more about this later, I think, because it’s something I want to explore.
