Why I Did The Big Chop (2017) My Rebirth


Who in a million years would have thought that I would chop all of my hair? Not me? Not the girl who enjoyed lavish sew ins and color in her hair from time to time. The truth is it was necessary. I've almost completed a full year with my first and last Big Chop.

Welcome to my beautiful Natural Hair Care Movement, a journey I am taking with many other black women to show our power , strength , and love for our culture. That's right, it's time to go back to the roots and start from scratch.

The decision to cut all of my hair was on February 7th, 2017. There were many reasons and if I had to do it all over again, I wouldn't look back.

Let's look back at how the day began. I woke up that morning feeling depleted and still in bondage from the things of my past. I was so unhappy with the way I was taking care of my hair. It was thinning, brittle, falling out, and I just knew that one more sew in would not help the condition.

I was so tired of the weaves and wanted to feel beautiful and confident in my own skin. The problem was I wasn't--- due to not loving the true texture of my hair.

I had damaged leave out and edges from straightening my hair. Certain sections were longer than other sections AND a woman just wanted a completely new start.

Not to mention I was experiencing a spiritual awakening where my chakras were aligning and trying to balance out.

So I did what I thought was necessary and said goodbye to my old hair. I even managed to throw out every clip in and bundle of hair I purchased from websites and stores to gain my self confidence from within.

I was determined to never look back and made a full commitment to myself that I would cherish and honor the hair that was on my head.

Month 2 ( my hair was growing out from a fade cut)

As a child, I never truly learned how to properly take care of my own naturally beautiful hair.

So the Big Chop seemed like the logical thing to do in order to understand where all the mixed feelings of not loving my hair stemmed from.

As black women sometimes we feel that we can't rock our hair curly, in coils, kinky or wavy? I've noticed that we compare texture as well as length.

In grade school , young black girls who were my peers would always have hair competitions on length or roasting sessions if your hair was short.

Many of our parents would send us to the salon to get our hair pressed or flat ironed. It wasn't really cool then to rock your natural coils, kinks, or curls. And if you did you were sure to get talked about. It was uncool to be free as a naturalist.

I remember as a child when I began getting my hair 'pressed' by my grandmother , and I never understood why. When my grandmother couldn't press or straighten my hair it was my mother. And then later it became a professional hair stylist.

I always wanted my hair to be long like the other girls that were in my class. My mom and I would have hair fights on a weekly, especially once I started the 5th grade.

One time I got zillions (braiding extensions) and when it was time to take them out, my mom accidentally cut my own hair. I was so miserable during that time because my hair was growing.

As I got older and the trend of sew ins surfaced , I became fascinated with having long extensions.

My first sew in was in the 10th grade.

I once read that black women consume over 80% of the hair market and own ONLY 3%.

It is primarily hair weaves and extensions that contribute to the over consumption of the hair market that we don't even own .

Hair is such a big part of our lives and often times we can overindulge in forgetting that beauty really does come from within.

But who told us that it was necessary for us to buy hair weaves, and that we needed to chemically process our hair to alter its origin. Did it start when we were children? Did it start with society and beauty standards? Is it a generational curse?

What was the whole point of me wearing someone else's hair, if God had blessed me with my own hair that I was damaging by using excessive heat and excessive chemicals to process it's originality.

I'm by no means knocking the sew-ins, trust me, but it's just not for me anymore. For protective styling, I will be wearing wigs, goddess locs, seneglese twists, and box braids.


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