Let me be candid. This happened just earlier today. I yelled at my husband for complementing my hair.
You see, this morning, as I was getting ready for the day, I tried a million different styles with my hair. Straight down. Side ponytail. Back ponytail. Pinned back. Messy Bun. Braided. And then finally decided to just keep it pinned back. I looked in the mirror, knowing I looked exhausted from the Wednesday night youth service last night, and thought these words to myself in my head: “If even one person compliments me on my hair today, so help them. I am just going to lose it.”