Ok, why am I confused? Well, first I should state that I am upset with myself for attempting to trim my locks and took too much off the ends. When I washed my hair, I did my normal routine but didn't braid and band because I thought I was past that point. Well, apparently I'm not past that point and the next morning my hair in the back had come almost completely undone! I wanted to cry..
This was a self imposed mistake. I immediately called my consultant and told her that I now looked as crazy as my Uncle Walter! His hair was wavy, curly, straight - you name it! I too have multiple textures on my head. The front stayed locked and the back of my hair decided to go free. It made a run for it!
The reason that I am confused is because my best friend mentioned that after 2 1/2 years, she really didn't like my hair. WHAT? I mean really???
I am one of those people that don't care if your hair is dyed blue, purple or green. I really don't care! I don't care if you shave your head or wear a wig, weave, whatever. You do you! So for her to tell me that I should just cut if all off and wear it short made me question everything. She wears her hair short and cuts it herself. When she mentioned that another friend that had gone thru chemo was now rocking a short haircut, I didn't know what to say. And..??? I mean I wore my hair short too - because I started off BALD!...
She even told me that she thought my hair was too fine to wear locks. Uh...well...you should tell that to the 65% of my hair that has locked!
I spent months researching Sisterlocks before going that route. I didn't make this decision lightly. It was a decision that I made because I thought they were beautiful. I didn't really care what folks thought. So, to find out now that someone in my camp doesn't like my style of choice makes me wonder just how honest they have been in the past.
Why do I care? Because I rarely let folks in. I am friendly, loving and kind and I love to laugh. But few people make it into my inner circle because as I have gotten older I don't have the patience for fake, superficial people. When my twin sister died 26 years ago at the age of 32, I lost my best friend. No one could replace her or that bond. Over the years, I have let people into my life, but always kept them at a distance. Up to a point. So to feel judged concerns me.
If you love me, love me. If my hairstyle is not your preference - that's is your opinion. You can be honest, but don't expect me to change anything to fit into your world. As I said, you do you and I will be me.
I LOVE my Sisterlocks! I have an appointment on Thursday with Valencia to get them repaired. It will be a long appointment and may even require 2 appointments to fix the damage - because the back of my head will basically need to be reinstalled. There is no "damage" other than the fact that more than a third of my hair has come undone, unravelled and is now loose and FREE. Not a good look, so I have had to come up with creative ways to style my hair until I can get to V.
All in all, this has been a learning experience. Why do we judge each other and the choices that we make. At the end of the day I guess it really doesn't matter but in this case it has changed a friendship.
Peace and Blessings!
Confused in Atlanta,
Evie
p.s. After Valencia repairs my hair, I will post updated pictures.
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