Then we decide that we wanted our hair to be natural or because of a bad hair experience via relaxed burned, bad hair dying experience what ever the reason maybe.
But we then face the layers of acceptance. Some still lay under the layer of the unknown, the layer of fear, the layer of concern, the layer of acceptance of ourselves. The layer of our natural beauty!
So we transition
I know I did because I feared how I would look. I feared I would not be beautiful, I feared my husband would not think I was beautiful, I feared that my hair would never grow long that it would always be short. I feared that I would have some nappy coily hair, I feared the unknown.
My youngest transition with me because she was not ready to wear her hair curly. She wanted it flat ironed all the time. Her hair was past her shoulders about top of scapula. Her fear was of having to cut her hair and what her piers might think of her with short hair. She was 10 when she decided to go natural via transition.
There are others like my oldest daughter who made the decision and shaved it like that, but then realize; Wow I look different with a low fade and decide to wear wigs till it grows in some. Her fear was what would her piers think of her and that people would think she was a boy. Mind you she was 15 when she did this and that she is 6 feet tall!
We have so many fears, unknowns, and what ifs.
But once I washed my hair after transitioning for nine months and saw those beautiful coils, the what ifs, the unknowns, the fear seemed quieter that day and I pull my scissors out and cut my relaxer off.
I felt beautiful, I felt free, I felt happy and I felt confident in myself!
Now being almost 3 years natural I have hairstyles I'm still afraid to try. I Bantu knotted my hair early one morning by mid day, I had earns I needed to run and was afraid to go out with them because of my same fears as when I was first transitioning. Because of those layers of acceptance. But then I realized that I could go out with a scarf on and look ghetto or I could put my face on and walk out with my head held high. And that is what I did and to my surprise 3 brothers flirted with me and I got multiple compliments on my hair.
There are still those layers of acceptance that I'm still battling with. But day by day I free myself from a layer and that is all it takes!!!
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