Today,
What I loved the most hurt me. For almost a decade, I went back and forth, fooled into thinking that I was in a healthy and symbiotic relationship. When I first came upon this object of desire, I did not know what I was getting into. I was not taught to watch out for the poison that this entity could reap upon me and my well being. How could I have ever known that having this "thing" in my life would change the dynamic of everything in it. I became addicted, enamored, and I could not be without it. Even when I gained devastating knowledge of what this destructor doing to me, breaking the natural me down over and over again, and killing the good, I continued to go back. I couldn't help but go back. I thought I needed it.
My life revolved around making sure that the object of my affection and the primary focus of most of being was ever present. I could not go a day without thinking about it. I had to have it every four to six times a week. I would wonder if others were going through the same thing. At one moment, I broke away and I let the beauty that is me shine. I was strong. I was at peace with my naturalness. But the when I saw it, when I read the words of how I could be more beautiful, how I would shine, and glow with it in my life again...I broke down.
For years, I went back and forth. Back and forth I went, thinking that I was loved. Until I noticed that
I wasn't. All this time I thought that I was beautiful, that it was being "straight" with me, that all the instructions were clear, open, and honest...it was all a "Lye". It lied to me. It was cancerous. It burned me. It broke me. It irritated me. The glossy facade was false. The easiness and manageability was its way of making me think that I was in control. Oh, how I loved it. This object of my affection...but how it cheated me over and over again. Never really faithful to me. Never really honest. Never loving. Never constant. Just a white haired "lye".
Today,
I learned that things you love the most can hurt you. I am talking about my love affair with relaxers and a litany of other styling products. How much money and time I have wasted. How many pools I have not dived in for fear of messing up my hair. What about all the pillows I could not lay my head on? The head aches, the glues, the burns, lace wigs, tracks, weaves, and even patting my head so that I wouldn't mess up my hair. Yes, you girls know what I'm talking about.
And I also learned another lesson from this as well. Anything can hurt us that is "bad" for us. People can hurt us as well. God made me with natural hair, so I have learned through this transition that to modify myself would second best. For me, I need to be me and let natural hair and self be first. To straighten it would be like a married man telling his wife that he loves her when he has another lover that he is telling the same thing too. You can't love two things the same way, something is always going to be first. For years I have gone back and forth with my secondary status of being what I thought "should be me" and not what "IS ME". Thank God for this epiphany.
Tomorrow,
I am going to love myself even more. I am going to splash on a little make up, enjoy my TWA, throw on some large earrings, strut my stuff, run an extra mile, dance a little harder, and live life to its fullest. I will continue to say that I love me and take my friend's advice. He told me..."It's all about what you let influence you and who you have in your life. This is the secret to a good life". No, I'm not going to cast away "ME" anymore. I want to love me.
Today's Regime
Let go of the things that hurt me a bit at time.
Olive oil,
Mane and Tail Conditioner with Water (Can't comb hair when it is dry or it will break)
Empress Grow Solution
Letting things go and allowing myself a fresh start
Take things one day at a time
No longer love the past...embrace it and make way for the future.
PS. MY HAIR IS GETTING THICKER..YAYAYAY. Had to give myself a shape up.