During my niece’s birthday celebration, my daughter’s hair was cut by my parents and sister so she wouldn’t stand out. they said it was for the sake of “keeping the focus on family.” my mom asked me not to overreact. i didn’t. by the next morning, they were crying at the station.
I didn’t see the scissors. I didn’t see the look on her face when it happened, or them laughing as they held my daughter down. But I saw what they left behind, and that was enough.