Yesterday late afternoon, after months of deliberating, I finally let go of my damaged ends. It doesn’t look as much as it actually is but this is about 4 inches of damaged hair. So essentially I’ve cut off about half of my hair length. Well technically not me, my good friend Darla. Lol, she thought I was joking when I told her to cut it off for me and was nervous for about a minute but then she began hacking away.
|Darla, my shorter Fro and I (and some scissors lol)|
At first, she was a bit surprised why I was going to let go of the length but once she started assessing my hair, she too saw that the ends were looking and feeling very different to the rest of my more healthy hair. I think that’s what made her fully on board. It also didn’t feel like much was removed in the beginning. I thought it would be shorter but come evening time and I had to twist it for bed, it became obvious I couldn’t twist my hair in as big sections as before. So it’s definitely significantly shorter but I’m loving it already! I feel free 😀
Here’s to fresh starts!