She REALLY Doesn't Like My Hair

My mother hates my hair. Period.

Back when I had it short and spiky, sides all cropped off, she hated it for being too funky and abnormal.

Then I had my hair longer, did a 5-inch mohawk, she hated it for being, well, over the top.

All right, then the mohawk went away and for some time, kept short, spiky hair again. My mother still hated my hair since it didn't look normal.

Then my hair grew thicker and longer, I had maximum styling with soft spikes. Of course, she hated it as well, for being too 'styled' and for using too much hair spray.

Subsequently, I went on quite some time without cutting my hair, frequently in caps, bandanas and headbands. Still my mother hated my hair for being messy, unkempt and too long.

With the headbands, my mother simply thought I was crazy. Needless to say, she hated the headband-side-parted hair.

Now that I've permanently given up on spiky hairdos, you'd think that my mother would not hate my hair so much. But no!

Even with my hair all flat down, 'cause I like it sleek and minimalistic now, she's still complaining about my hair. Yes, my fringe is long-ish, but I like it that way.

My mother's saying that my hair now is way too long, and with everything done down like that, it looks fake, like I'm wearing a wig. She had said that my hair looks like a lid capped over my head.

I don't think my mother will ever appreciate my hair.

Right now, I'm just focused on getting my hair down to chin-length, like I've always wanted!