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Originally Posted by seclark
Kind of been there.
I was 16 years old when I finally found the balls to tell my old man that I was going to start living my own life the way I wanted to. Hair, clothes, classes. Etc.
I figured he’d knock the shit out of me, but he came home from work and said that he respected my opinion.
Then, the following week the family moved and I stayed there.
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Your family must have really disliked your new haircut.