In December 2015, my hair was damaged from using the flat iron. Many times I contemplated shaving it off again and starting new but, I felt my hair had already come a long way from the first big chop off in 2012.
I’m currently in the midst of letting my hair grow through a transition until it is back to its healthy state. You know when a girl goes from relaxed hair back to their natural roots? Exactly like that. Who knows, it might work, I believe in restoration.
SIDENOTE: A pet peeve of mine is when people ask “is that your real hair”? First off, how rude, and secondly, it isn’t any of your business. What will you benefit from this information? You don’t know me on a personal level. What if I had a hair condition, or worse, cancer? “God forbid“. Yet you feel the need to touch or ask 21 questions. We need to educate ourselves as well as the rest of the world about the history of black hair.
Anyone familiar with that song by Indie Arie, “I am not my hair”? It’s a very catchy song, but, I disagree. I believe I️ am my hair. No matter how I wear it or what’s on it. If it’s short, dyed, in braids or in a wig. My hair defines my personality, it is part of my identity, my hair is my crown.