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Originally Posted by Dennis58
I wouldn't go out and shave my head, then show and say Surprise honey, look what I did. Can anybody out there see what I mean?
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Why don't you? Then post a picture so we can see if your head is cueball round, pointy or kind of lopsided?????
I don't know how old you are, Dennis or the age of your fiance but I'll tell you about me. I'm in my late 30s. I had a really bad marriage. I've been a single mom for almost 14 of my son's 15 years. I started out with a baby and my clothes. I moved across the country. I got an apartment and a job. I finished college. I developed a career and have been very successful. I got a house, I have nice things, I have a nice nest egg, and I am fortunate in that if I want something, most of the time I can afford to buy it (within reason of course). I accomplished these things by myself and other than my child, it's the greatest source of pride in my life- picking myself up and getting where I am today.
A few years ago I got involved with a man. Because I've had to count on me and nobody else for so long, I had a really difficult time sharing decision making responsibilities for everything from where to vacation to what to have for lunch. It was just natural for me to make the decision because it's what I've done for so long. I made some concessions but I was feeling smothered and resentful because this man has a strong of a personality as I do. We struggled and derailed for a while, but have worked things out by agreeing that sometimes we will disagree- and trying hard to validate each other's feelings about things that affect both of us.
It's SO not natural for me to have to consult with someone but I'm trying. But every once in a while I have to be rebellious in a passive way- and one vehicle for that is changing my hair- he likes it light and longer. So a few weeks ago I had it cut shorter and colored darker. I did it because I wanted to- not because he wouldn't like it. But I definitely didn't feel the need to ask his permission or opinion- it was a bit of a hormonal day and it was a change I wanted to make.
He's not crazy about it, but he loves me anyway. And that night I let him choose what to have for dinner.