Going back to my roots, literally
But I'm a black woman so therefore I have the black woman's plight of having to choose between getting rid of my roots with chemical relaxers so I can have straight hair, or going natural. I'm not one for weaves and wigs are fun within reason. I've been relaxing my hair more than 20 years. A few months of being a fifth-grader was the first time I had ever gone natural, without even a heat comb, with a short afro and I never liked how I looked. I craved that "good hair" as they say...
Here at almost 32 in a few weeks, I've decided to go natural. Illnesses caused some hair loss so the chemicals I was using didn't help the condition of my hair. It has been a difficult decision. And an emotional one. It seems silly to be emotional about hair but to me it's about trying to accept what The Creator has given me and not altering it so much anymore. My mother cut most of my relaxed hair off last night and I'm left with a half and half look for now. It's looking more like an afro but it's not quite there yet and I'm starting to get really nervous about it.
Do I look manly? Do I look not as pretty? I'm asking these questions and they are the result of insecurities I've obviously been harboring. Dare I even call this a struggle, it's just hair -- right?