When I was little (and up until about 2 years ago before I cut all my hair off) I always hated my hair. The texture, the length, just everything about it. It was always really thin and it would never get past that “awkward length”. (Which I’m honestly still working on) I watched YouTube all day at work, went home, and literally cut it off. I was nervous to tell Joel but when I showed him a picture, he actually liked it. Since giving birth I’ve been feeling really down about my hair loss. One day I said something about being depressed to Joel and he started playing (and singing lol) I Am Not my Hair for a week straight. I realized, I have to get over it. Especially having a daughter. Lord knows I never want her to feel the way I did. So, today, we just sitting here, embracing our natural hair before we get our deep conditioning in. #FroGang
Sidebar: I promise I wasn’t hurting her y’all. Lol!