This has happened on multiple occasions. Whenever my mood tanks I get dysphoric and really want to shave my head. I hate my hair most days and I just want it fucking gone. I hate how it clings to my face, I hate how gross it is, I hate how it gets in the way all the time, and I really just want to shave it myself (but I don't have clippers) because I KNOW my mom is stalling in getting in contact with the hairdresser about it.

Has anybody felt this way?