Stretched Length at 100 Weeks Since Last Relaxer & Hair Babble

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Stretched Length at 100 Weeks Since Last Relaxer & Hair Babble

[1] The lazy length check.

I’ve started new hair vitamins (more on that later… and I’m back in impatient “just grow already” hair growth mode. I warned you it would happen) so I know I should straighten my hair for a “proper” length check with one of my length check shirts, but mannnnnnnnnn the thought of straightening my hair just feels exhausting.

This week marks 100 weeks since I last relaxed my hair in June 2013. Time sure has flown, hasn’t it?! I didn’t have an idea of how much my hair would grown in 2 years so I’m just happy I have what I have. *but fingers crossed for 2 more inches by the time my birthday rolls around*

 

[2] “Not everyone will understand your journey. Don’t worry, it’s not for them.”

If I had a dime for every time someone has said some variation of “why did you go natural, your relaxed hair was perfectly fine” or “you made a mistake,” my student debt would be paid off. Well, I WISH.

[3] Curly shed strands mimic bugs, and that’s not okay.

Have you ever had a freakout when a stray shed strand creeps along your skin and you think it’s a bug? That used to happen to me all the time and going natural has made it worse. My curly shed strands stand out against my carpet much more because they’re all coiled up. Me, all my bug-paranoia-glory, can’t seem to remember that it’s just hair and not a minion of hell lying in wait.

[4] My natural hair doesn’t seem to like shampoo.

Well, the shampoos I used to use when my hair was relaxed/transitioning to natural. The search for the perfect, detangling, moisturizing shampoo continues. Kurlee Belle’s shampoo and MielleOrganics shampoo are at the top of my “to-try” list.

[5] My hair still screams “stick your hand in” apparently.

I was at Target, with my hair in a puff, minding my own business in the cat food aisle and this woman stuck her whole arm in my hair. “Oh my goodness, it’s so soft! I wasn’t sure it was going to be.” All the while I’m standing there with cat food cans in my hands, screaming “personal space much!?” in my head.

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