Hey loves. So sorry I have been silent for this long. I am still on my journey and its a humbling one. Below are a few photos just to show you my progress so far. I will put up more posts with systematic explanations of my whole process.
The other night I woke up in a rush. Since I resigned from my job I haven’t done that. But yet here i was with my beady eyes wide open. It took a minute to realise that I was finally awake and that the thoughts I had had were just but a nightmare.
I dreamt of two things and they might be two of the top five things I fear most now. The first was that it was my wedding and I had no dress.. to make it worse it was being held in a place I had no input on its selection. I had no control over my wedding, it was mine but not about me and worse still not for me!
The second thing was that the crown of my head had hair practically falling out and my scalp was so smooth. That’s not the worst part, the worst part was that the me in the dream didn’t care one bit! I could feel the real me scream and shout!
Thank God that those were just dreams. I just hope this doesn’t paint a bad picture of my sub-conscious! 🙂
So, this got me questioning what could alopecia be and what causes it? Believe it or not I was vain and would cringe at all photos alopecia! So here goes some of my web-research.
DEFINITION: AlopeciaÂ areata is a type ofÂ hair lossÂ that occurs when yourÂ immune systemÂ mistakenly attacksÂ hair folliclesÂ , which is where hair growth begins. The damage to the follicle is usually not permanent. Experts do not know why the immune system attacks the follicles. Alopecia areata is most common in people younger than 20, but children and adults of any age may be affected. Women and men are affected equally. (Source:Â http://www.webmd.com/skin-problems-and-treatments/hair-loss/tc/alopecia-areata-topic-overview)
Two things jump at me from that definition;
Here are some links to alopecia Kenya…
Thank God its Tuesday! Monday just drains the life away from me, and my hair! Of late, Sunday’s have been quite busy so I haven’t had the chance to follow my Sunday wash day routine so I always push it to Monday.
Right now I have some braids, I love them, they are light on my head and easy to install. I started doing my own hair about a month and a half ago, after my favorite salonist insisted on burning my hair up with the blow dry, and so far, so good!
So, yeterday, I washed my hair with creme of nature Kiwi and citrus Â moisturising shampoo, put my vitals olive oil hair mayonnaise on the part with my real hair and put on a cap for about an hour (it was meant to be 20minutes but my daughter wanted some mummy time)
So the hair felt so great, soft and just lovely. I am glad i did it. But by the time I was heading out to the office it was mid-day. I barely got much done and found myself stressing over my computer and just heading home.
That is where Tuesdays come in, my hair is great and fresh, and I got into the office early enough. Happy TuesdayÂ people and happy that it’s about one or two weeks before I unbraid my hair.
They say the story starts today… and indeed it does! I have been fully natural for about 5 monthsÂ now and progress is slow. Let me not kid you! I crave for long tresses and luscious strands Â running down my back but I have a long way to go. So here I am, with a dose of patience that has been shoved down my throat by non other than myself… five months and still short but growing longer and more beautiful every day. I don’t know if I expected my hair journey to be like a YouTube hair journey video where one second I am at low fade and the next is three years later at waist length. I guess I did.
Besides my impatient streaks, I have had to fight battles with my self-confidence and what a battle it has been. I have to admit this battle has been on all my life. And mainly because of a verse in the bible that I read out of context. This verse, 1st Corinthians 11:15 has been the sole purpose for my self-loathe many a times. Â I asked God why black/African women weren’t beautiful in his eyes. But it was all out of context and thank God for my realization of the truth.
Bottom line, yes I have issues with my hair being short because that is how it has been all my life, but I am working on that. I want length and I want health for my tresses and I am not going to be forced to pick one! I hope this journey will be as fun for you as I anticipate it will be for me. Ciao