>>40395112
When I was under 10, I remember absolutely hating it when my dad would force me to get a haircut. Not in the "oh man I hate being told what to do because I'm a kid" kind of way, but in the "I am losing some secret part of who I am that I can't quite place yet know deep down is vitally important to me" kind of way. I remember the feeling getting worse the older I got to the point where I was just bawling my eyes out sitting in the barbers chair after spending weeks coming up with reasons why I couldn't go that day and delaying the inevitable as long as I could. I remember looking into my dad's eyes as he forced me to sit in the military barber's chair and he knew something was deeply wrong, but it's not like he could have known what it was; I didn't even know what it was, all I knew was that the fear and loss and sadness was overwhelming.
After that my mom did my haircuts until high school. I still hated it but at least my hair wasn't getting eviscerated into a buzz cut every month
