I can maybe say my journey started when I was about 15. I had gotten in trouble in school and my parents decided they were going to stop rewarding me with the things I wanted which included getting whatever weave, braids/extentions I wanted. Not only that I had to take out the fresh braids I just put In the week prior. I have never begged and cried so much in my life. I begged my mother not to do this, I couldnt bare the thought of going to school with my hair natural/my friends having to stomach walking around with me looking torn up. My mom seeing the true meaning behind my tears realized for the first time that she had a daughter that didnt love herself, a daughter that couldnt stand what she saw in the mirror without all the additions the world deemed beautiful. I was Forced to go on a year long journey of learning to work with what grew out my head. I started to Love me Fast forward 4 years. I had gone back to my extensions and braids but knew I had some unfinished business with who GOD made to be Monique Kimberly Armstrong although not as self dooming as I was at 15, still had some deep self reflection to do. I decided to go natural. not a big chop wear hair natural, where i can do my banto knots or twa, but get locks with about an inch of hair on my head kinda commitment. It was a long hard road I remember telling my very supportive boyfriend he would have to tell me Im pretty every second of every day. The road still gets pretty bumping 2 1/2 years in but Im here, loving me more than ever with no regrets.
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 22:34:13 +0000
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