Is there some kind of rehab for indecisiveness?

If there is, then I totally need it. I don't really know how it started or if this is just something that I am by nature but I have a serious problem with indecisiveness. It's not really that I can't choose things-sometimes that's the case but it's usually just that I don't want to be the one making the decisions. I'm always afraid someone else will have an opinion and not like what I choose. I generally don't care because overall I'm a laid back, go with the flow & pretty easy to please kind of girl so why not let everyone else pick? Sounds easy enough, right? Wrong. I drive people crazy. I mean I really annoy people with this and I don't mean to! I see it as trying to be polite but it just gets on everyone's nerves. It was so nice when Bryson reached the age he could make decisions for me. So by the time he was 18 months or so he would pick out where to eat and help me pick out what clothes to wear. The only downside is that for a while all we ate was Ole McDonalds and then Cracker Barrell & now his favorite is biscuits from the Colonel (KFC). Luckily Jay is not afraid to make a decision so we're not stuck eating at those places all the time. Kynsley is a natural decision maker, thankfully. Since she was probably a year old she insists on picking out what she wears & seems to always know just what she wants.

Anyway...I'm veering off topic. Back to my problem. So what has really convinced me that I need help with this indecisiveness is my recent haircut. My hair could be an entire blog topic of its own (in fact it has been) because of its craziness. I searched for years and finally found someone who could cut my hair! She's been cutting it now for a couple of years and she's awesome, really. She knows how to work with the curl and just really seems to get it. So I went in last week, tired of my regular style because it seems like every 2nd person you pass on the street has it but I didn't know what to tell her to do. So I uttered those awful words "Just do whatever you want & that you think will look good." She explained it as she went..."putting in lots of layers"..."long enough to wear curly or straight"..."easy to style"...."this cut is GREAT on you!" Sounded awesome! She styled it straight for me and it looked good. It happened to be raining that day (imagine that!) so as soon as I walked to the car it was curling up and by the time I got home it was just a big frizz. Too soon to tell I thought. I tried straightening it myself for church and just couldn't get it so I ended up with a ponytail. Then the ultimate test because I rarely have time to straighten my hair anymore--I wore it curly. Wow. That's all I know to say. Just give me some leg warmers and a sweatband and I could absolutely be in the remake of Flashdance. Seriously--it's that bad. I in no way blame her. When she fixed it it worked. It's all the result of me not being able to make a decision. I would rather let the hairstlyist choose my haircut then me have to do it! What's wrong with me???! So now I guess I'll have to call her back for another cut or else start brushing up on my dance moves...