No hair don't care

Saturday, Feb. 27 was the day I had chosen to get rid of my hair. Throughout the week, I was constantly stressed about my hair. It was changing texture - from voluminous and thick to thin and lifeless. Every single time I ran my fingers through my hair, or brushed it, or took a shower, I was overcome with fear that that would be the moment when I lost my hair. All of the joy of styling and playing with my hair was gone and replaced by fear and stress. I just couldn't deal with it, and as I noticed my hair thinning out, I made the decision to take control and rid myself of the trauma.

This picture shows how torn I was between loving my hair
and the stress it brought me every time I looked in the mirror.

Lucky for me, one of my best friends is a phenomenal hair stylist. Shalee came up on Saturday and we got to work! I expected to be crazy traumatized by losing my hair, but honestly I just felt relief. We cut it slowly and tried out a few different hairstyles. Mohawks/Justin Beiber looks are in right now, I'm pretty sure. It was pretty great because I felt fine about everything, but everyone else was a little teary. *cough cough* mom *cough cough*

Before! Ignore how exhausted I look. Birthday hangover...

Mohawk. Crushed it!

Channeling my inner Justin Beiber. Baby, baby, oh!

In all seriousness, it was so amazing to have mom, Michelle, and Shalee there to support me, but most important to me was that Cassie was there. Cass came down from Logan Friday night for my party and then stayed overnight with me. Saturday morning we just got to chill. We went shopping, got lunch, and had a good time because everything's a good time with Cassie! I am so beyond grateful that she was there for me on Saturday. Cassie has been my best friend for practically forever and there are moments when I don't think anyone could make me feel better except for her. This was one of those times. Losing my hair was kind of the cement that solidified what I'm going through, and I needed Cass there to remind me that life is still good and that the people who are most important to me will still be there when I need them. Through this whole thing, she has been beyond amazing and she's one of the only people I feel comfortable just crying with over the phone or just laughing with even though everything is definitely not ideal. I JUST LOVE THAT GIRL, OKAY?!? And her husband is studly enough to share her with me sometimes. Score!

Spoiler alert: Bald heads are super ticklish! When I went to rinse off in the shower I couldn't stop laughing! What is that about. It does make showering more exciting and ensures I get a good laugh every day, though, so no complaints. Plus I'm rocking the whole hat situation. Booyah!