Okay. I set my mind to something, and there is no getting me away from the idea. I keep looking at bangs. Do i want them don't i? Should i cut them or will i regret it? Well...what is the worst that could happen.? They look bad and i get made fun of, ha like i care what other people say. Just chopped em' off.
You know what? I think cutting my bangs was symbolic. I have control over what i do. Fear will not get the best of me. In the process of cutting them they were uneven, one side shorter than the other and i was like oh lord, i started them really far back. But i kinda like the end result. It is just hair. But being brave takes time. Does God make us brave? Or does he give us opportunities to BE BRAVE? Some of you are probably like- this girl is crazy. It is only just hair. It is sad that she thinks she is some big hot shot for cutting her own bangs. Mehh. I feel like i accomplished something today. Something internal. Something more than just "cutting my hair". Hope everyone is having a fabulous Monday! Thanks for listening to me try to compare being brave to cutting hair.. in the end no matter how small the fear was, if you overcome what is holding you back. You will be happy.
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