I cut off all my hair

I don't even know why, exactly.

When I was younger, I used to have unusually long hair. People always used to comment on how lovely it was, and how pretty I looked. But I don't feel pretty anymore- just useless.

My boyfriend went away for the weekend. Not a big deal, you would think, for someone who is in all other respects a competent adult. He is staying in a house with other girls. Friends of friends, but still not a fact that should destroy the world. And yet, it doesn't take much when you're as insecure as I am.

I've never been good enough for him. I've had years of second chances. I'm a failure of a girlfriend, and a failure of a human being. Humanity is the mantle of all judgement and cruelty, trials and insecurity. And so, for now, I'd rather not be human at all.