Almost always I’m the only short-haired woman in the room. I thought if I can’t stand out with my petite statue, I might as well do something about my hair. It’s not crazy short, but it’s short enough for most women to make it their to-go hairstyle whenever they survive a major breakup.
I’m no Tomboy either. So why this short? I find myself trying to explain myself whenever people venture that question with me. The short of it is low maintanance.
But before I can relax, otherperiferial questions pop out as if they are the itches they are dying to scratch.
- Why do you become a writer?
- Why are you acting so different (aka. werid)?
- Why are you so straightforward?
- Why are you so subtle?
For the better part of my twenties, I tried to become someone else just so I could avoid being asked those pointy questions altogether. But I didn’t realize just how taxing acting was… until I was in the film school.
And yet, the minute I put my mask away, those voice come after me like a swarm of bees. As I had the Aha Moment, it finally dawned on me that instead of fight or flight, the best way is to sit still and chill.
There I found the answers to all questions in that nature.
I earn it. I own it.
PS. I’m so proud that I uploaded this week’s podcast quite ahead of time. Stay tuned! It’s coming Tuesday midnight PST.