This past Friday, I found myself sitting in the salon having hair relaxer AKA the softener but destroyer of good hair, applied to my hair that I had steadfastly nurtured for about five months.
You see, I had half a mind not to do it but my legs wouldn’t listen. I recently had my weave taken out & combing my hair was a tear- inducing experience.
I still remember the pain, me holding on to the sides of the chair with tears springing into my eyes & everyone chorusing “sorry, sorry o”, as the girl braiding my hair prior to installing my weave combed & pulled my very coarse hair in every direction.
The memory broke my resolve & against the better advice of my heart, my legs carried me to the salon, relaxer AKA number 1 enemy of healthy hair in hand.
Just when I’m giving myself a pat on the back every five months, the pain melts my resolve. My hair is healthier now than when I frequently relaxed it but I know it could be better, maybe even grow past my feet like Rapunzel’s someday, haha.
Before you say run online for tips from the countless natural hair blogs, I already read all manner of advice & it all sounds like plenty of work to me. I doubt that I desire the length that badly yet to commit to that level of effort. Someday maybe, but not today! I’ll work at relaxing once a year & go from there… Wish me luck!