How interesting that you consider your long hair an investment. Do you mean that literally or figuratively? Mine is something of a nuisance these days because I step on it in the shower, but it is something of an investment as well.
Literally... and, I guess, a bit figuratively. It's just been growing for so long... I can hardly bring myself to trim it. Although, it is a bit of a pain, especially during the summer ;x_x;
I am going to try to get mine trimmed here within the next couple weeks. My last actual trim was three-and-a-half years ago, and I can't ever trim it quite as much as it needs because it's such a shock to lose even a couple inches since I'm not used to it. How long is your hair now? I bet it's beautiful.
I so am worried about you. And your brother. I just want you to be happy, and I feel responsible somehow, when you are not. I made so many mistakes and I don't know how to fix things now, its too late.
Don't worry. This is one of the ways that I deal with things... you can't always take these posts at face value, especially when they're all esoteric like this one (bordering on poetry). You guys were young, but you did a great job--I think I turned out alright! ;)
It's not too late... it's never over.
I am happy, Mamma. It's just that I feel fairly certain that I inherited your propensity towards depression. Don't worry about me, I'm fine. I just want you to be happy...
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It's not too late... it's never over.
I am happy, Mamma. It's just that I feel fairly certain that I inherited your propensity towards depression. Don't worry about me, I'm fine. I just want you to be happy...
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