Have I mentioned how much I LOVE my hair? I look in the mirror and feel like I finally recognize myself.
I don’t know why I waited so long … I know … because society thinks it’s trashy. Or a white girl can’t wear them. Or i would have to cut all my hair off if I didn’t like them.
But when you fall in love with yourself, the lies don’t matter anymore. It only took me 44 years to get here. But I feel like I’m arriving. Finally.