decision or not. there were days when i missed looking at the old me. the one who could wear whatever i wanted, getting the hair blown by the windy air and those summer dresses that i loved were still kept inside my wardrobe. i still played dress-ups with those dresses in front of the mirror. on my own, of course. it got worst when i was having a good hair day but i can't seem to walk around outside with it.
i think it's perfectly normal to feel that way especially if you just started wearing it. it was after all, a subtle shock to the system. you cope with it 