Give my hair a (long overdue) makeover

Change intimidates me. And my hair is suffering because of it. The long brown locks have been with me for eternity, it seems. I hide behind them, and use them like a safety blanket of sorts. I dream of the day that I look into the mirror and see a different person whom I didn’t realized existed. The new me! (she says, and gags profusely at the cliche)