I've always been conservative with my hairstyles and have never had my hair cut this short before. So everyone, of course, has noticed the change.
There was one time it was almost this short, long ago when I was 16, and my father told me it was a sure sign of evil rebellion. To back up his opinion, he pointed out that a female friend had recently cut her long hair short right about the same time that she cheated on her husband. Whatever! I never believed that line of thinking, but nevertheless, the males in my life have always preferred longer hair. (I can't write here what my H threatened to do if I cut it short.) I guess now I have made a statement that the males in my life will no longer dictate my personal choices. Or at least that's where I thought my motivations laid. Until...
I was staring at myself in the mirror and it dawned on me that I had just made my hair look like my T's! Its a darker auburn than her reddish hair, but definitely a similar cut and color.
I knew I had an appointment the next day and started to panic. Should I wear a hat to cover it? Then I realized I really couldn't wear a hat every single time I came. Sooner or later she was going to have to see it. So I just went "as is" and sure enough, when I walked through the door, both she and the secretary's jaws dropped. They actually didn't know what to say. I was so embarrassed that now she would really think I was a freak even more than she already did due to the internet searching, because now I was trying to look like her double! (well, actually that is impossible because I could never be as thin as she is)
The thing is, I didn't consciously think about trying to look like my T when I was with the hairdresser and choosing my new hairstyle. It wasn't deliberate. But try convincing her of that, right?
I've noticed that since the haircut, T likes to bring up "separation-individuation" a lot.
Yep, I'm trying to have a sense of humor about it, despite the awkwardness I've felt. I admit there were probably some unconscious T influences in my hairstyle choice. When I think about it, I admire that T doesn't allow men to control her life, so even that issue could have been about me wanting to emulate T. In that sense, I think it's a good thing.
She even gave me a green teddybear, stressing that GREEN stood for GROWTH, which is what she wants the bear to remind me of. So now I'm thinking, if my embarrassment has earned me a teddybear then it was well worth it! 
He once asked me to do a drawing exercise and offered to bring in crayons and I was too embarrassed to seem childlike in front of him. I think it's awesome that you can laugh and accept yourself and enjoy your bond with your T!