Dear Harry,

I shaved my hair today. Yes, I did. Abigail was by my side when I did it. When she first heard what I was thinking of doing she gave me a look of horror and of course tried to change my mind. But after I explained to her why I wanted to do this she gave me a sad smile. As if she were sorry for me.

I'm so done with people feeling sorry for me.

Anyway. When the last strand of hair had fallen on the floor, I couldn't recognize my own reflection. The difference between what I looked like then and what I look like now is huge. My face can now be seen more clearly and it that compliments my facial characteristics. However, for just a single moment, I regretted doing such a thing, but when I reminded myself that I did it for a good cause that feeling went away.

Just like you once said " When you're having a bad day, try to make someone else's brighter." and that's exactly what I did.

I then went home and had a long shower. To be honest, I feel naked without my hair. My face was always hidden behind my hair, Harry. Now it's shining like you always wanted it to. I don't like changes, Harry, but they say that a change is a new beginning.

Why did you refuse to change when I asked you to, Harry? It was for your own good. I was the only one changing for you. Only me. I was by your side and I don't know why. You always acted without thinking and I was still there. 

Why did you leave me, Harry? Why do you cause me such pain? Why didn't you try to at least give me an explanation?

I still love you.

Yours,
Taylor