My mother forced me to get several bobs as a child, even though I desperately wanted long hair. I do still kinda resent it.
My hair did (and does!) get extremely tangly... but what I can't figure out is why Mum didn't braid it at night, or try any of the myriad natural haircare methods I've learned to keep it looking nice? Her own hair was thick and obedient, and when she
wore it long it did the right thing; so I can see how mine could have been a puzzler. But I wish she'd tried. It was a big deal to me - I'd scream and beg (and in fact, throw almighty Aspie embarrassingly dramatic tantrums) and she'd force me into the car, and when we got to the hairdresser I'd sob all the way through. It was all a bit tragic, really! And I HATED the bob, every time, and when it started to grow out I'd hope Mum wouldn't notice so I could keep it long... I think it was partly a princess thing.
Anyway, when I turned 13 I started growing my hair out for real, and have never had a major cut since. It's currently long enough to sit on and when occasion permits, I spend an inordinate amount of time doing it up in fancy braids. As teenage rebellion goes I could have been more dramatic.
But anyway, even though DD inherited my tangly hair I hope I'll always respect the way she likes it. It's a Thing with me now.