Permission
The permission that I felt
that I was given to step from my box was freeing and liberating, but to look
down and see the box wasn’t even closed anymore made me stop and take a look at
the things that I have been thru to get to this point. And I’m not talking about the everyday struggles
that everyone has had to deal with or even the ups and downs of life. Hell, we
fight those battles so often we fight them in our sleep. I just think about the journey that I began
last May. I didn’t have a million conversations about it. I didn’t stop and
take a poll of my closest family and friends. I have learned a long time ago
that allowing everyone to have an opinion in your life is a mistake. I talked
to my husband I made two decisions that I knew were going to be big and have
huge impacts on my life going forward.
The first was starting dreadlocks.
For some people, it’s not that big but for those that know hair, it’s huge. It’s a
commit that’s not easily gotten out of. It
doesn’t help that my scalp is very sensitive and sometimes I need to wash it
several times a week which most people know isn’t the best thing for
starter locs. Then the other thing that
is even harder is that not everyone is forgiving or accepting of dreadlocks when
looking for a job.
Join me every week
as I try to be unapologetically me!
Feel Free to
comment and share with your friends! Feel Free to follow me @
Eliceivywrites.wordpress.com Please follow me on Twitter
https://twitter.com/Eliceivy Facebook and don't forget to follow here on blogspot.com
for all my latest posts!
Comments