I Asked for Warrior Hair. Got Myself Back

The barber's clippers hummed against my skull, taking away months of trying to please everyone else. In the mirror, I watched pieces of who I used to be fall to the floor—the careful length, the safe style, the version of me that never caused waves. I told him I wanted the warrior cut, but really I wanted to stop apologizing for taking up space. Every textured layer on top felt like reclaiming something I'd forgotten I owned. The soft fade wasn't just about following trends; it was about finally matching my outside to the fight I'd been carrying inside. Now when I run my fingers through these messy, imperfect pieces, I remember: some battles aren't won with swords. Sometimes you just need the courage to look like yourself again. #Beauty #HairCare #beauty