Hey, Hey Waffle gang, I do hope you are well. My name is Mark and today we're checking

out some more relationship stories. And if you do love a Reddit story, why not consider

hitting a like, subscribe, maybe that notification bell too. Let's crack on with today's first

story. Which comes from Strict Mastodon who says, am I the asshole for refusing to wear a wig

to my friend's wedding, just as a little background.

I grew up in a very strict Christian family where I wasn't allowed to cut my hair ever because

hair is a woman's crown. I was down to my knees by the time

I escaped at 18. Ever since then I've either had a pixie, a buzzcut or have been totally bald.

Because I cannot stand the heavy feeling of long hair or all the brushing, washing,

detangling after dealing with it for so many years. So that's a big

reason I'm so stubborn about this issue. Also, all of my friends involved in the story have

always known me as the girl with no hair. Right now I'm bold because I've always shaved my head

completely for the summer. One of my good friends is getting married in August and she chose me to be one of

her bridesmaid. Everything had been cool. She's always been the sweetest person and she showed no

signs of going Bridezilla before this. Until she called me up about three weeks ago and asked me if I could

do her a favor and wear a wig to her wedding. She explained that she wanted

all of her bridesmaids to match and that she wanted us all to look good in the pictures. I told her

I really didn't want to get a wig and we've been on bad terms ever since. All of our friends are on

her side because it's just a wig and it's not like she's asking you to grow out your hair for

the wedding. So she's not the one being asking you to grow out your hair for the wedding,

so she's not the one being unreasonable. And I know I can be very stubborn sometimes, which I guess

is the reason I'm posting here. The thing is, I don't know how many of you will be aware of this,

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