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When I was a child, I grew my hair down to my waist and colored it every shade of the rainbow.
When I was a young girl, I cut it off and reminded myself of what it felt like to not have the weight of something so meaningless sitting on my back and shoulders.
Now that I’m a woman, my hair is back again, but only to my chin, and I use it to help remind me of the short leash I have on my life and the lack of control I always seem to feel.
But it’s okay this time. Instead of dyeing it bright colors and instead of having no hair at all, I have a way to keep myself in check. Stuff doesn’t fly away from me anymore. Now I know how to hold it down and to keep it tame.