Last night I got in the shower right after (cuz that's what I do when I have a haircut Im not sure of, to see if I can style it from clean) and I was upset washing it because I could feel how much hair was missing. Then I got out and sat in front of the mirror and tried to comb it out, and the two sides were different lengths. I lost it and started bawling at that point. Paul got home from church and asked me if I still hated it and I showed him that the two sides were different lengths and he was just like oh.. I cant even put it in pig-tails without bobby pins now, and I used to be able to put it all up in a pony-tail. I dont even think I want to keep the red in it anymore cuz it makes my hair stand out, I think Im gonna go back to brown in hopes to hide it until it grows into something passable.