If you’re looking for a post that lists reason after reason why choosing to wear my natural hair was the worst decision I’ve made since wearing Melissa’s (I know you remember those terrible, plastic translucent shoes), you’ve reached the wrong post. If I’m being honest, deciding to relax my hair has very bittersweet for me. These last almost four years have been liberating, enlightening, and flat out fun. But quite a few months ago, I lost the ‘fun’ and excitement in my hair. I went from perm rod sets and braid-outs to day after day of elastic band boredom. We’ve all threatened to relax our natural hair in tough moments but this was a feeling that I couldn’t shake after 1, 3, and even 6 months. Things just weren’t the same. Let me tell you why.
I just didn’t have the time.
If you’d told me five years ago that I’d spend more than an hour detangling my hair, I’d be all for it. Two kids (3 including my puppy), a husband, and a rising blog later —the thought alone exhausts me. I just don’t have that type of time to dedicate to my hair anymore. Between maintaining my blog and brand, freelance writing on the side, teaching my daughter, raising a toddler, and everything else that comes along with being an adult, wash days and planning my hairstyles two days in advance (you know, wash and stretch day, then style day) just isn’t my cup of tea anymore.
Dealing with my hair became a pain—literally.
A couple of years ago I developed hand eczema and within the last year it spread to the palms of my hands. Ironically, what makes my hands flare up more than anything else is water. Yep—water. This is particularly true if my hands are wet for a prolonged period of time. Spending all of that time detangling, conditioning, and twisting my hair while it’s wet almost always leaves me with dry, painful, cracked skin. Wash days gave me a major setback for the week that affected the way that I did simple things like wash dishes and bathe my children.
I desperately wanted something different.
As much as I loved my natural hair, I wanted a change. I’m no stranger to trying new hairstyles, and this one is no different. This haircut has been my dream hairstyle for as long as I could remember and I’m happy that I’ve finally taken the leap and given it a chance. Who knows, maybe I’ll be natural again sometime soon. Only time will tell.
Coco Chanel once said that when a woman cuts her hair she’s about to change her life. I don’t know about all that but I do know that God has some amazing new things in store for me—the first being this fabulous haircut. I thank God for the courage to be me and to do what’s best for me, regardless of what anyone else thinks, says, or believes. Much love.