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I Decided to Make a Change

By: kYmizsofly

Page 1, I decided to cut my locks off and SEE my hair again.

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My hair has been natural for ten years. I remember when I first started my locks they were braided like Celie’s hair in the Color Purple. I had no idea what I was doing; but I wanted a new transformation.

After being natural for some time, I then let a close friend lock my hair; I memorized the technique... I would take the new growth of my hair and twist it around my braids; it was theraputic. It is spiritual when you start the process of locking, I am glad I knew her, and we had a good friendship.

Of course, it takes forever to get them to grow in the way that you want, and you go through some things in life: they grow, or they may not. Mine grew like crazy. I went through so much with them that they became like a companion. I kept them up, neglected them at times, polished them, washed them, trimmed them, twirled them in my hand.

Transition creeped in the relationship...

I packed my bags, moved to Houston, got my degree, I realized that I was not that kYm anymore after December 2008. She is now someone else, on a different plane, and has a new mindset. I finally decided to do what I felt like I should—cut my locks off. I began to feel free once I began cutting each one off; I stripped a lot of hurt, pain, and memories that I wanted to forget.

Though it may sound vain, I do not want to look like anyone else. I actually got tired of looking at people with locks too, because many do not know that it is a journey that you go through—realizing who you are and from wince you came (for Black people especially).

Therefore, you have to be ahead of the game, do what you feel, and make that change! I am moving right along with the mantra.

Since cutting my locks, I’ve had people to stop by to see how I look “now” as though I would not be the same kYm that they new a year ago. Women have asked me why I cut my “long” hair. The questions started to rattle me, but I understand, because many women and men can not own up to what they feel is right for their life. Moreover, they have to have validation from others to feel whole—that ain’t me.

Today, I say do what you feel like you need to do to be happy. If it is a change that you need to embark upon, go right ahead; do what you want. Who else is going to be happy for you—but you? I believe that I did what I needed in order to transition in to the next phase in my life.

I am who I am.

 

By kYmberly Keeton©

 

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