My hair does not define who I am. It does not define my beauty, nor does it change who I am if I change it.
I’ve never really been one to be afraid of change when it comes to haircuts. I am the one who is more adventurous and tries a new trend each time I go to the salon. However, this time is different. I’ve made a huge change in my hair.
Just because I am now bald, does not mean that I am not beautiful.
I have realized how extremely lucky I am to have the opportunity to be able to grow my hair long and strong. Not many people can say they have that luxury. There are people in the world today who would kill to have their own hair, but they can’t, whether it be something they are born with or something that is caused by illness or medication.
I realize there are some people who may not agree with my decision, nor do they understand why exactly I have made this decision. I am constantly told that I am doing this to “fit in” or to “be cool”, but I’m not. I am doing this because of the way I was brought up.
As a child, I was taught to be kind to others, to share with others, and to never judge a book by its cover. I shaved my head for the children. I did this for the children who do not have the luxury of having long hair or any hair for that matter. I did this because it means that they have the opportunity to fit in with society, even if it means that I stand out.
There you have it. You may not agree with my decision. That is completely and utterly okay. But that’s just it, it’s my decision. There is no amount of bribery in the world that will make me change my mind about what I've done. You can say it will look weird, and that I won't look right with a bald head. In the end, it is my decision.
My hair DOES NOT define who I am as a person. Hair or no hair, I am still the same person I was before. I want to get the point across that hair is an outer extremity of your body; it grows back. It does not define who you are. It does not define whether or not you are beautiful.
You are beautiful with or without hair.
