Yesterday, I cut off my hair – well half of it anyway. This was my first haircut in over a year and it’s such a huge achievement to me. Due to sensitive skin to touch, I’ve been putting off having my hair cut for ages. You have that weird cape thing to stop the cut off hair from touching you, but even that hurts, and somehow you still end up with loose strands of hair around your shoulders.
Before it was cut
I didn’t mind just leaving my hair to grow. No one besides doctors and my immediate family really saw me anyway. A couple of months ago, my hair was so long it was below where I roll my t-shirt up, so it was touching my back and aggravating my skin. I put it up a lot of the time so it didn’t touch me, but even that stopped working eventually. Finally, I decided I had to get my hair cut, but who would do it?
I didn’t want to go to the hairdressers. It’s always so loud and hot, two things that make me feel worse. Luckily, one of my mum’s friends is a hairdresser, so she kindly said she would cut it for me. As you can see from the photo below, I still had my fingers in my ears when she blow dried my hair, but it was much better for me to have her cut my hair, as she was already aware of my situation and could take a bit more time to cut it and be more careful around me.
After it was cut
I’m so glad I got it cut, it was really bothering me. I don’t think I’ll be growing it out again – for a while at least! I decided to donate my hair to the Little Princess Trust, so the hair that was cut off can be used to make wigs that are given, free of charge, to young people under the age of 24 who have sadly lost their hair due to cancer treatment and other illnesses. This is a lovely idea and I’m so happy to have done it.