Last night I was overly excited to try Ms. Jessie's Curly Pudding. Since the very ends of my hair are relaxed i could not use the product as a wash and go. Instead I decided to do Bantu knots. I was excited. I knew that this would just come out perfect.
Well... It came out far from perfect. I was running late for class, tried to throw it in the style that I thought I would be most comfortable with and it looked horrible. I began to get a little teary eyed because I was discouraged. I did not have a clue as to what to do with myself. I decided against going to class because I looked a mess. I sent a text to my boyfriend telling him how I felt and he said "Be yourself, you're beautiful."
So... I spent about ten whole minutes just looking at myself in the mirror. A tear rolled down my face and I thought, "What is wrong with this picture?" The answer was, "my hair." Then i thought, "Well my hair can't be the only thing making me feel this way." But as i sat and stared longer, i realized that it was. I thought about what Chris told me and began to believe it. I looked at myself, and saw that i was indeed, beautiful.
After this, i walked away from the mirror and did some other things to get ready for the day. I didn't take my hair into consideration at all. Five minutes later, I went back to the mirror, styled my hair, and I LOVED IT. I looked at myself and I LOVED ME. It was way more than the hair that had me feeling this way, it was my confidence. It felt really good, but I hope I can feel this feeling everyday...
After this, i walked away from the mirror and did some other things to get ready for the day. I didn't take my hair into consideration at all. Five minutes later, I went back to the mirror, styled my hair, and I LOVED IT. I looked at myself and I LOVED ME. It was way more than the hair that had me feeling this way, it was my confidence. It felt really good, but I hope I can feel this feeling everyday...
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