A little over a year ago, I chopped my hair off. Well, not me personally, the lady at Regis salon did all the work while i tried not to fall asleep in the chair. I’ve only cut it significantly one more time since that big chop, but recently I’ve found myself thinking about it often. These thoughts were not a part of my plan.
This was supposed to be easy. Cut it all off and then grow out my natural tresses. That’s it. Easy is far from what this journey has been. Nobody told me that I would have to designate a full 12 hours each week to tackle this nappiness growing out of my scalp. No wash and go for me!! I have been blessed with what I like to call TRUE NEGRO HAIR. It takes work to bring out the beauty in these curls, and frankly, I get sick of it sometimes.
I want to go back to this:
See how happy I was?
It’s because I didn’t have to spend 45 hours on my hair.
I know that I’m not going to actually chop my hair off again any time soon. That doesn’t mean I can’t complain about it!!
Now let me get up and take these twists out. smh.