went to get a haircut today. it ended up in much in my opinion, a tragedy.
i first walked in to the sound of laughter about how much hair i had due to rotting inside for a year letting it grow out super long and get matted. the foid cutting my hair was
a giga stacy JB (reminded me of like marylin monroe or something idk), she barely made any small talk with me and instead spent most of the time laughing and making jokes about my hair. Whatever, I tried to ignore it as i was used to this treatment, but things took a turn for the worst when she lifted the front of my hair up and pinned it back, she remarked "you have the hairline of an old man, it just keeps going higher" She said this as if it was an innocent friendly comment that didnt feel to me like a stab in the gut.
i just had to sit there for what seemed like hours, uncomfortable, anxious, and panicked. When she finaly finished the cut it was so fcking bad, i look like a freak pencil-necked alien. I cant cope fuck this shit
im just siting here in my room almost crying at the experience and my mom is mad at me for a bunch of shit and is very bluepilled. i dont know how much longer i can tolerate this.
im just gonna let my life fall apart so i lose all hope and finally end it, im done lul ill livestram my suicide if i even can because my mom threatned to break the pc i built
i first walked in to the sound of laughter about how much hair i had due to rotting inside for a year letting it grow out super long and get matted. the foid cutting my hair was
a giga stacy JB (reminded me of like marylin monroe or something idk), she barely made any small talk with me and instead spent most of the time laughing and making jokes about my hair. Whatever, I tried to ignore it as i was used to this treatment, but things took a turn for the worst when she lifted the front of my hair up and pinned it back, she remarked "you have the hairline of an old man, it just keeps going higher" She said this as if it was an innocent friendly comment that didnt feel to me like a stab in the gut.
i just had to sit there for what seemed like hours, uncomfortable, anxious, and panicked. When she finaly finished the cut it was so fcking bad, i look like a freak pencil-necked alien. I cant cope fuck this shit
im just siting here in my room almost crying at the experience and my mom is mad at me for a bunch of shit and is very bluepilled. i dont know how much longer i can tolerate this.
im just gonna let my life fall apart so i lose all hope and finally end it, im done lul ill livestram my suicide if i even can because my mom threatned to break the pc i built
