You’re still allowed to be obsessed with your own junk!

like, it’s so bad now, you can see it from a mile away space!

I think at this point all you can do is cut it off and accept your new life as a person who wears a hat made of their own hair.

About a decade ago I had a roommate who worked at a movie theater. They called me one evening because they’d broken the key off in the lock trying to close up for the night. I went down to hang out with them while they found a 24hr emergency locksmith. I still have the bow of the broken key that says DO NOT DUPLICATE.