I really need to stop with the hashtags but they’re so fun (for now). Today, I walked into my hairdresser to ask her if she had time after my relaxer next week to cut my hair. Then I asked, do you have time after your appointment now? She did. And here’s what happened:
I tried. I honestly did. But I realized I wasn’t growing my hair for me. My husband likes long hair, my mother always encouraged me to grow it if I can, and everyone was rooting for the longer lengths, but I couldn’t take it anymore. I wasn’t truly happy with it. I feel so free now and happy it’s amazing. It’s like my hair was baggage and in a way it was. I also realized whenever I’m feeling for a fresh start I cut it – drastically, and something life changing/amazing always happens after. I don’t know what’s in store next but I’m excited and waiting.