I Cut My Bangs

Last week I cut my bangs but I am not going to tell you the details about my bangs and how it looks like. No, I ain't got anything to share about the stylish side of my bangs. Instead, I am going to share some thoughts about how cutting my bangs gives me this kind of deep thought about life (haha!).

So, I cut my bags last week. Many people asked me why suddenly I cut my hair and gave myself a totally different look. The truth is, it was not that sudden. I am a quite a planner and thinker. It takes me weeks to think whether I am going to buy a pair of shoes or not. Moreover, this is about my hair. I have thought about it since last year, googled it every night, asked for opinions from hairdressers, family, friends, and colleagues. The point is, I took me quite a long time before I finally gathered my courage to cut my bangs.

Since I was in junior high school, I know that having a bad haircut is every girl's nightmare. I remember cutting my hair into a bob haircut and I couldn't sleep just because I was scared of entering my classroom in the morning and turned out my classmates did not like my haircut. Well, actually it was not "they did not like my new haircut" but it was more "they gave negative comments about my new haircut" that terrified me the most. I think it is going to be nicer that even though they do not like my new haircut, they ignore it, and keep silent about it. But you can't stop it. Here, people like to talk about each other, and a new haircut is everyone's favorite.

The same thing is happening to me now. The difference is, I am already ready about whatever people are going to say about my bangs. At least, I told myself so. However, it was not easy. I have received quite a lot of diverse comments ever since I cut my bangs and some comments are still too hard to swallow.

After finding a good moment to reflect to myself, I realized that I should not be angry or upset about what people say about my bangs or my life. First, it is their rights to give comments about anything, and there is nothing I can do to stop it. Second, it is MY LIFE. My decision. You know, people are going to either love you or hate you. So, why don't you do anything you want to do in your life? Without being afraid of what others may think or talk about? I know it's hard when our definition of success and happiness is being defined by the society. But let's try with ourselves, our life, and our own definition of being happy :)

I cut my bangs last week and I am thrilled to see how cutting my bangs lead me to this kind of thought :p
And I wouldn't have done it without ALL of those comments (thanks guys!)
Anyone disagree of me having bangs? Don't worry. You'll get used to it :)
Happy weekend everyone!