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The first time I shaved my head I was 19. I had just escaped the grips of depression and was trying to cleanse myself of every bad decision, every soul tie , and every negative outlook or thought I had placed into the fruition. Among many things to shed I found was my hair. It was much like a soul tie, my hair had become a fixation in most of my relationships and the manipulation of it was tied to various lovers and their visual needs as well as my obsession with my own vanity. My hair was an accumulation of insecurities and lack of love. My hair was toxicity.
So commenced my first big chop. And to my astonishment the first taste of self love and freedom. From that first chop began a ritual of cleansing, of loving. It’s since ,been 5 years. And I’ve made a habit of making sure to cleanse,restore,and repair the love I shower myself in. This, THIS is when I feel my strongest, when I feel most beautiful, most free! And in a time where I’m learning and adjusting to my new body and life as a mommy, this empowers me! This is my practice of self care, fighting every negative thought, negative outlook , by letting go of that hair I feel tied to/ feel makes me.