My hair is my hobby now. I enjoy caring for it, not relying on someone else to care for it for me.
Before my journey, yes, I was faithfully getting my hair done every 2 weeks at the salon. I saw nothing wrong with it but you also have to realize that I had great stylists growing up (aside from them all being scissor happy
) who practiced
healthy hair practices too. Not only that, but that's all I knew and was exposed to growing up. My mother, grandmother, cousins, friends, everyone who was black and female got their hair done. I was never taught how to care for my own hair because my mother was never taught and neither was my grandmother and so on. I could
style my own hair but when it came to caring for it, even just the basics? Totally clueless.
My hair journey was a complete and utter accident. I was content with my hair and had resigned myself to the fact that "black hair just didn't grow". I discovered the hair community on accident while searching for a video on YT and the rest is history. I educated myself and, not to sound cheesy, a whole new world was opened to me.
Now the only time I go to the salon is because I
want to, not because I
have to. I cannot even begin to describe how liberating that feeling is.