i am a female who hated my long hair. i looked disgusting in long hair, and i didn't want long hair. after much nagging i finally convinced my mom to allow me to get a pixie cut, that was last year. but i also hated it bc my pixie was a bob. i felt so unsatisfied with my life, going the way i was forced to go instead of going by what i dream and envision (nothing like sneaking out or doing drugs or drinking, I'm not into that) i want to change schools (i currently go to a protestant school since 3rd grade) i want to go aboard to Seoul, Korea, i want to do more than hide in fear of my parents. well, i escaped, i cut my hair like a cute Asian tomboy, and i have never felt this liberated in my life; of course, i am going through the process of not listing to my parents yell at me saying i look like a lesbian, i look like a guy, and them asking me if i like girls. I'm flexible when it come to talks about the LGBT+ community, i believe that if they are happy then good for them, but if they are miserable, then please seek help. anyways, i love men, i love Asia, i especially love Asian men, Korean men, so because i know what i want and i know what i need and believe i won't listen to them, but why does it hurt? why did me cutting my hair the length around an inch and a half cause my mother to recover in the hospital (she had recently been getting better after a surgery before i cut my hair) and why does a girl with short hair define her as "ugly" or "lesbian"? and not just that, i don't want to be a Protestant anymore, i want to be Catholic.