my mum hated the idea of me having a mohawk, but then I got kicked out and moved in with my aunts, and they let me get one.
My grandma hates me having it and said if it turns out i'm gay she won't love me as much, because I already look like a guy.
Its quite entertaining. I like pissing off grandma. :D
My mom cried.
My dad likes to walk behind me when I go out in public to observe peoples reaction to my hair.
My Grandma said that god frowns upon me.
My mom then gave me the talk about how if I'm lesbian she will still love me and I should just come out. Apparently mohawks are the new symbol of lesbian power.
My brother refuses to go out in public with me.
A bunch of my friends stopped talking to me.
Mom didn't care.
Dad bitches me out all the time. He thinks I won't be able to have friends or a girlfriend with it. He wants me to grow my hair long to my shoulders like it used to be, because he has always been a big hippy with long hair. He always says really horrible things to me about it, which has driven me to the point of cutting it off a few times. Then he harasses me because I have a buzzcut/short hair for a while. Im a guy by the way.
Anymore, I just do whatever I want with my hair and I wear it down and tucked up into a hat whenever Im around him. Still says things about it all the time but it's toned down a little bit because he knows that Im not going to do what he wants. It makes me feel better to wear the hat though, like I have a sense of power over his insults or something. Haha. :)
After I got in trouble with the law my mother hid the hair clippers from me and is trying to convince me that it looks horrible. So, right now I'm trying to figure out a way to get the sides short without them being uneven or completely bald. I might just borrow my friends.