My Natural Hair Journey
My natural hair journey started a year and 8 months ago after seeing a post by one of my friends on Facebook. She had been natural for about 4 years and had just straightened her hair. I guess you could say it was one of my first hair crushes. Her hair was halfway down her back and it was super healthy looking. She really inspired me through this one picture. It made me assess my own hair, with which I was getting very bored. I also felt like my hair was thinning. I was really intrigued with the versatility of her hair as I had seen it curly as well and loved it. With this inspiration, I decided to give my natural hair a try. I began researching transitioning. I decided I would no longer get relaxers and I would cut the relaxed ends off little by little as my hair grew.
I transitioned for four months and in the fourth month, I decided to get a sew-in as a protective styling option. Transitioning was not an easy feat for me. The two textures in my hair did not get along. After taking the sew-in out and washing my hair, I realized that I may have washed my hair improperly. I’d been washing my hair in sections. However, this particular time was too late and I just washed it all at once. Needless to say, my hair ended up being a matted, tangled mess that was damaged beyond repair. I tried detangling, but to no avail. This turned out to be one of the most devastating nights of my life. Finally, with my husband’s urging, I cried myself to sleep.
The next day, a dear friend of mine came to my rescue and attempted to detangle my hair. After some trying, there may have been more hair in the comb than in my head. She said to me, “We’re going to have to cut it.” I was about to get my big chop, but not by choice! I sat in the chair full of fear, but that night I became free. I was too scared to look in the mirror for fear of what I would look like. I’ve always identified my hair, particularly the length, to be associated with my beauty. Big chopping was definitely not on the agenda-what would I look like? Moments later, I discovered the true texture of my hair, which I had been told for years wasn’t good enough and I loved it. I was still beautiful, even without the hair that I thought made me beautiful in part. I will never forget that night. It was the beginning of a journey of re-discovery. I can’t see my hair any other way now. Twenty months and growing…
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