new haircut= “A guy with tits”

🚨 rant alert 🚨

So, I thought about getting my hair cut for about a week before I actually cut it. I’m not in a very good headspace rn, and I’ve always associated my hair with new beginnings and a start over from negativity. Whether it’s a trim or a big chop. And I’ve needed a new beginning, to say the least.

But.

The second I took a picture and put it on my story I was compared to Edna Mode and Velma. That I’m 2 steps away from being a middle aged soccer mom (no offence to Middle Ages moms you’re awesome). Someone said I looked like “a guy with tits”. So many people saying that I looked better with longer hair.

And I realised that, I’m not the “OMG she’s so gorgeous” type. I’m not the girl you’ll see one the street and want her number. I’m not the girl anybody would look at twice. I’m in the background, the wallflower. Constantly the second best. The best friend and the wingman to her 10/10 friend, no matter what friend it is.

And that hurt. It hurt. Because I know that I’m not anybody’s type. Not where I live anyway. And the chances of moving away and getting out of here, quite low.

I’m sorry for the rant, just needed a place to go.