I am not my hair.
I did it!!! I really fucking did it!!!
Today, I finished taking out my twists. After a lot of hestation and maybe one or two squeezed out tears, I did it. It too sooo much for me to muster up the courage and then all of a sudden, like an omen from God up above, India Arie's song, "I am not my hair" came on and I just HAD to do it. I cut off ( Read more... )
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Oh man, it's crazy how girls have so much tied up in their hair, and black girls have even more baggage on top of that. I mean, I was thinking about chopping it, so my afro can grow back even with all the heat damaged hair is gone, but my subconcious keeps keeps grabbing on to my hair in fear.
But congrats on taking that huge step foward and leaving some of that baggage squarely behind you. And don't let nobody drag you back! :)
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