Last year I cut my hair off. It was kind of a big deal for me because I was so attached to my long hair! The thought of even cutting off an inch would make me tear up.
Then one day I woke up and realized ... Isn't that silly?
So I went over to a hair salon and offered myself as a hair model for someone in training. I told him to cut it off above my chin so I can donate it. That way, I was able to give the person in training some practice, and someone who needed hair, a nice long wig. It felt good to let go of something I loved and to give it to someone else.
My hair grew back pretty quickly since then so what was I so afraid of? Have you ever let go of something that meant a lot to you?