Recently, my hair and I have not been getting along. A few weeks ago it just would not cooperate. I hated it up, down, half-up, braided, you name it. It’s like hating every outfit you try on, except it’s attached to your head.
So I freaked out and grabbed some scissors. I was standing there in bathroom holding shears with my wild hair like a crazy person. But then I couldn’t do it. I thought back to when my mom cut my hair short as a kid and I cried for weeks. The time I chopped my hair off in college and decided I didn’t like it after a few months. I gave myself a nice, calm trim instead.
I started looking at Keratin treatments and permanent straightening again. Before I even looked at the ridiculous prices, I slapped myself into reality. My curls have always been trouble, but I never took permanent action before. Why should I now? I just don’t think I’d be myself without them.
This morning my curls were having a good day, and I felt like me. I’m always going to be the girl who spends too much time on her hair. I’m always going to be the girl who can’t go to bed with wet hair because she’ll wake up with a fro. I’m always going to be the girl whose hair runs wild when it’s humid. And I’m okay with that.
My curls are resilient and have a mind of their own, just like me. They do what they want, when they want.
It may be exhausting to make my hair work for me, but I really do love my curls. They’re super versatile, which I’m so thankful for! It straightens well and holds curling iron curls forever. I can go days without washing. As frustrated as I get, I wouldn’t be me without this crazy lion’s mane.
Do you have curly hair? Do you struggle with it? How about you straight-haired girls? Tell me in the comments!