All thru grade school(you know, the formative years) my hair was cut above my ears cause all the hair stylists would say" She has such difficult hair" and " She can't grow it long, it will just grow out and be a bush".Got mistaken for a boy all the time. Didn't help that my sister had loong straight hair and never let me forget it.

But the most hurtful was from a guy I really adored. He said "Can't you do something about that BIG hair". Ha. That was when I was taming it. Serves him right. He's pretty bald now.

I look for ways to make my hair bigger and wilder now. Don't know if it's maturity or stupidity but I love my hair.
I have finally realized I look my best when my hair tells me how it is going to fall, and I just make suggestions.