I vowed I wouldn’t cut my hair, but growing it out was frustrating. When I finally had 8 inches of hair to donate, I was so relieved! But at Mark's salon before my haircut, I was more nervous than I thought I'd be. My long hair had become my comfort, and now it was going to be chopped off, leaving me bare.

My boyfriend, Wes, came with me for moral support. (I didn’t want to do this alone!). But he'd made me second-guess myself when he told me days before how much he loved long hair; he said it was more "womanly." However, after he reassured me I’d look beautiful no matter what, I knew I could do it.

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