tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748094711959809533.post7259286219188830589..comments2023-04-04T03:23:47.005-07:00Comments on Have A Cup With Me: Salon PhobiaBeckyBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05441442704996795212noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748094711959809533.post-62916276129804435482009-04-16T22:23:00.000-07:002009-04-16T22:23:00.000-07:00I had my first full blown panic attack at the salo...I had my first full blown panic attack at the salon today. I have a very sensitive head, and told her this. Then with every yank and pull, I could feel myself being put though another round of torture. I was breathing faster, trying so hard not to cry and with all the women packed into this little hole in the wall salon my agony was prolonged while she worked on all of us at the same time. One washed, another one deep conditioning, I'm under the dryer with a crick in my neck.. and we go around and around. I went in for highlights and a cut. It took HOURS. I fought back the tears. Just get me out of here!! I did this for what? Greasy hair that looks bland and I honestly can't see the highlights. I cried all the way home and had trouble talking and breathing. Shaking like a leaf. Just wanting to hide. It has always been hard for me to go to the salon, but this was worse. Not sure why. She was pleasent. Everyone was happy. I would rather be waxed in places I would rather not talk about than to have my hair done by anyone.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com