By Molly Sprayregen, Photo: provided to publisher, LGBTQ Nation, September 18, 2023
Five years after my wedding to Scott, I stare at my 29-year-old reflection in the salon mirror. My inner child screams at me, Do it! Do it!
When I was six years old, I found the scissors in Mom’s sewing kit and sliced a chunk out of my bangs. Unable to hide it, Mom stared at me with wide eyes, and a lecture from Dad ensued.
“According to God’s Word,” he said, “women and girls should have long hair.”
My heart sank. I didn’t want long hair.