India.Arie said it best when she sang, “I am not my hair,” but I can’t help but feel frustrated with these follicles from time to time. My hair was healthy and relaxed about four months ago, but I had the audacity to get a cut and some COLOR. Now this may be alright for some people, but my hair was sucked dry and just plain exhausted after this salon session.
I should have known better, though. It took so much maintenance just to keep my hair healthy with a relaxer, and then I went on and threw a Permanent Color—not a rinse—its way. I was asking for trouble. So now—four months and two relaxers later—I’m sitting here staring at a line that I just have to cross—my line of demarcation.
This line separates the old from the new—the chemically processed hair from the virgin hair steadily growing from my scalp…so what do I do now? To transition or not to transition, that is the age old question. I don’t think I have the gumption to just chop my relaxed ends clean off, but it is tempting considering I had cut my hair relatively short and with my new growth, I have the potential to look like a porcupine any day now…lol!
Oh well! I suppose I will transition, but I must be careful when styling my hair. In fact, I think I’m going to wash it tonight and sew in some hair to keep me from manipulating my hair too much. Hopefully during the summer, I will be ready to chop off my relaxed ends.
Happy Hair Reading,
Mane.Attraction
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