Hair: people usually have a love-hate relationship with it. To some people, it's whatever or a nuisance. Personally, my hair has always been important to me. Since I was a child, I had long hair that extended past my behind. It was like a security blanket. In high school, I would always have my hair down, covering my face when I wanted. It helped me with my insecurities about my acne, and my face in general. It also helped when I felt self-conscious about my body. I would just simply bring my hair to the front, and hide what I didn't want people to see. For school homecomings and proms, my hair curled to perfection, and gave me a boost of confidence. My hair was like my trademark. I was told multiple times that people can identify in a crowd just by looking at my hair. For the longest time, my long locks had meant something to me. It was more of a part of me than just the fact it was on my head.