I relaxed my hair. I want to get a trim before I post pictures. (Yes I might actually post a picture!)
I cut off my locs and then cut my hair REALLY short. Like a number 5 guard on the clippers. I feel really really good about it. It’s a brand new start and I feel really great about that. I love hair dye but over time I didn’t like the way it made my locs feel and upkeep can get to be really expensive. (Color upkeep not loc upkeep.) So yeah. I just cut them off. I’m not sure Mr. G likes it but honestly you have to be happy with you at the end of the day. And right now I’m happy. It’ll grow and be healthy again and hopefully by that point in time so will the rest of me.
Namely mine. Lately I’m sick of it. Between sun and crummy water they’re getting really sun bleached again AND….I’ve got a full face. Some would say fat. I look better with longer hair. And locs tend to make your hair shrink. To say I’m frustrated would be the understatement of the century. BUT, locing is a journey so…onward and upward right? Right.
I’ve been up down and all around lately. I’ve been working on keeping up with my meds and whatnot but I’m not in therapy and it’s really a pain in the ass to make it happen where I am. If I don’t get a car here I’ll just get to it when I get to Jax. I care but I don’t care. I don’t know. I’m just feeling really low right now and I haven’t blogged in a while so now you get to hear it. Read it rather.
I’m trying and I’m working and I’m hoping and damnit I just don’t know why. I don’t care but I do care and I just…I don’t know. This blog really has no kind of point. It’s just what it is.
I like my dreads but I don’t. Next set will be smaller. Significantly smaller. Maybe I’ll have someone help me put in the twists. I’m working on a freeform challenge. Should be fun. It’s definitely easier with all the kids running around to just not retwist.