Maybe there's some subconscious psychological thing going on because I was only allowed to dye my hair natural colours when I was a teenager but I don't have any conscious resentment. Though I'll likely let my kids colour their hair any colour, I can see why my parents felt natural colours only was a fair rule and don't begrudge them that rule.
|Yes, I used to smoke. For about 15 years, actually.|
Smoke-free since September 19, 2009!
As for knowing who I am or masking myself, I think I have a relatively good idea of who I am at this point in my life... And masking stuff is just too time and energy consuming for my taste nowadays. Over the years, I've become less and less concerned about pleasing everyone and more and more concerned with my own opinion of myself. As Kurt Cobain said, "I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I'm not." My relationship with myself is ongoing, of course, so I'm sure I still have much more to learn in due time.
Truth is, every time I change my hair, I get to look at myself in a new way. It gives me an opportunity for life change because it's a different or new 'me' looking back in the mirror. It motivates me to freshen my spirits and work on things I want to grow better at. It reminds me that I am beautiful and that it's good and right to feel that way. It reminds me that I am different, unlike anyone else and perfectly me. And then six to eight weeks later, I can start again.
Anyway, my point is, if you're in a funk and want to get into the spring spirit, now's the time to do it! Consider making just a small change in your appearance to spur you on. Seeing a physical change can help you get past your own definitions of yourself.
Now, because I worked so hard blogging and thinking about my hair, finding a way to make haircuts into a personal development project, I get a frozen yogurt bar. Positive Reinforcement for the win!