My Natural Hair Story-The New Me
- Katina Gadson
- Jul 24, 2017
- 2 min read
When I first decided to allow my hair... MY NATURAL HAIR to be seen. I struggled with insecurities. Like many, I thought my hair might resemble steel wool. I believed it was rough and so unmanageable I wouldn't even want to touch it. As the worst images swirled in my mind. It delayed me from doing what God had put in my heart--Being natural.
Negative thoughts about my natural hair. Originated from me not seeing it in YEARS. From, 5th grade until my late thirties. I used kiddie perms, a Jeri curl and countless relaxers. But, it all started in Kindergarten. My Mom would run a warm comb through my hair on specials occasions. This made it "manageable". However, The Saturday Morning Straightening Rituals didn't start until I was in first grade. The pain, the tears, and feeling "white girl" beautiful afterwards. Sent the message, my hair was ugly. I wasn't considered beautiful until it was changed.
This message came from "the dead hand" of the past. The message was so loud it's echos penetrated our present and future. It screamed, "You people are not good enough." This included our hair. For most of my life I believed the lie.
The day I decided to yield to the Holy Spirit by refusing to use the relaxer. God's perfect handcrafting of me came forward. I was able to block out the sounds from the past and be myself. I felt so free because, for once I believed the truth. There was nothing wrong with Me or my hair.
When I began to throw out the "magic" products I bought to grow my damaged hair. (Trust me, there were a lot of them.) I felt something lift off of me.
The little girl inside of me was able to screamed back, "I'm good enough and I was never ugly!" It didn't matter how many times I was bullied about my hair. It didn't matter who tugged at it. All that mattered was the freedom I acquired to love myself. And, to love my hair because God made it! <3<3<3
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