While at the liquor store, the clerk looked at my ID and saw that I had longer hair in it. He proceeded to inform me that I was “much prettier” with longer hair (rather than my current pixie cut which I like much better). He also asked, “Did you cut it because you were tired of being complimented?”
Yep, that’s why. I was just so bombarded by people thinking I was beautiful that I couldn’t stand it and would rather be hideous. Or maybe, just maybe, I like my hair short and I don’t give a fuck what anyone else thinks.
I felt too awkward to call him out and instead just let him talk to me however he wanted.