When I was young, my mom used to intentionally fix my hair so that it’d be tightly tied back,
and I’d be safe from peoples’ comments.
For the longest time, I wouldn’t leave the house unless my hair was straightened.
It got to the point where I was embarrassed at summer resorts,
Because I couldn’t straighten my hair every day after going to the beach, and it would get “messy”.
A year ago, I decided to love my hair as it is.
I don’t know why I spent so many years hating it.
Now it’s the thing I love most about myself.