Today, I decided to transition my hair to natural. I flirted with the idea many times over the last year and finally had the courage to declare it today. I’m scared and excited at the same time. The sudden decision came when I started thinking about how I didn’t feel like going through the motions of prepping my hair for a relaxer in two weeks. I realized that I’ve barely worn my hair straight over the last four months and didn’t plan to until the summer came. So I was going to stretch until the summer. Then I thought… Why the heck would I stretch my hair for eight months? I might as well just go natural, right? And so the thoughts began… How bad could it be?
I remember what my natural hair was like. It was long, thick, and painful to deal with. Seriously, I didn’t know what to do with it. So I let my cousin relax it when I was sixteen and I’ve been chasing that long and thick hair ever since. It went from almost the middle of my back to just below my ear in two years from damage and horrible haircuts. I finally got it back to full APL but I know it will shine if it was returned to its natural glory. Also, I now know more about dealing with my type 4 something hair (I think, I still haven’t figured out this hair typing thing) in its natural state. A big Thank You for technology!
Last, I’m not doing this because I’m anti-relaxer. I’m doing it because I finally realized that a relaxer is not for ME. This is a personal decision that I don’t plan to force down anyone’s throat or psychoanalyze. My blog will not change significantly and I will continue showcasing all black women… regardless of texture. My hair does not define me and no matter what choice you make for yourself… I hope you feel the same way about your own hair. Follow me on my new natural hair transition journey… 5,4,3,2,1