<-----Just before the big chop.Today marks my one year anniversary since I woke up one morning looked in the mirror with scissors in my hand and proceeded to chopped my hair off.
It was a long slow journey, and honestly at one point I thought my hair would never grow back. Honestly, I hate short hair, and after it was all done I began to wonder if I made the right decision, but there was a deep sense of freedom looking at all that hair in the sink. Years of confusion, pain, teenage angst, broken hearts, all resided in each strand of hair.
Initially I planned on getting locs; which I had once before in the past, just because when one thinks of natural hair it usually dates back to being a child in your mother's kitchen on Sunday morning with a tub of Vaseline and bobos and barrettes. Hardly the look I wanted to have in my *cough* late 20's. As I said before I hate short hair, and as freeing as it was no one was going to see me in that condition. I was fortunate enough to come across Curly Nikki on the web. I followed hair care forums before but this site I felt was more my taste, since it offered more conservative work friendly options as opposed to some of the more extreme Afro-power sites.
For a steady year I braided my hair. Yes, it can be a little rough on your edges, but I took great care not to pull my hair back into any styles that would cause more stress. Then in late March I was forced to press my hair due to a last minute call for a job interview.
I'm back to braids and two strand twist. However, looking back at this year I'm glad I made the decision to cut my hair off. In some ways yes it was a mental break down (I went through so much in my life up to that day) but more than anything it was a decision that set the pace for the rest of my life. Sometimes you have to take risks and do something that goes against everything you thought was right.
P.S. Thank you Shaneeka for inspiring me to get back in the game and always standing there beside me.
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