Finally gone…

When I lost 65% of my hair a year and a half ago from stress due to an illness I panicked. Who wouldn’t right?

My hair began falling out in August 2023-April 2024. It was terrifying watching brush and handfuls of my hair coming out several times a day

Thank God I had a lot of thick hair to start with. I was able to camouflage bald spots with brush in root cover. Yea, I’m good with shit like that.

Anyway, I began praying every day to relieve my worry about my hair. When it stopped falling out, it immediately started growing back.

Everyday, including today I give that worry away. Manifesting and positive thinking does work to contrary belief.

With my new virgin hair, I decided that I wanted to take care of this hair and not fuck it up like the hair that still existed.

Coloring my hair black was no longer an option. I began using a shampoo and conditioning natural dye that is gentle on my hair.

The color of my new hair is my natural hair color. The old black shit wouldn’t go away. There was no way on earth I was going to strip my hair so I lived with it.

I didn’t know why I could never be happy. I kept on wondering. My hair was growing back fast and thick, as I had prayed for, but now I wanted the black gone.

I noticed in photos back in the fall my dark hair and makeup were too harsh for my now thin face and body or was it more than just that?

I went to Sephora and asked for help switching to brown eyeliner, mascara, and a lighter eyebrow pencil.

The difference was softer, matching my now softer heart and laid-back calmness. But my black hair, which I loved, was now a big no-no.

Yesterday, I used a gentle color remover and some clarifying shampoo to try to get my hair back to my natural color. This was a huge nail biter for me.

To my surprise, after I rinsed out the color remover and used the clarifying shampoo on the lower half of my hair several times, my hair was back to my natural color!

I danced around the house and grabbed my phone to take some photos before the sun set behind the mountain.

I snapped photos in my complete natural state trying to not be too self conscious. I knew I wanted to write about this journey.

I went through a gigantic shift spiritually and mentally. My body went through another transformation back to my healthy weight and bmi.

Now, my hair is natural again, too. It’s so much softer and looks natural—it should be, as it is the color I was born with.

These two old Easter photos were taken the same day inside and outside showing my natural hair color

Many people haven’t seen my natural color ever since I began using Sun-In on my hair in high school.

It’s very fitting because in these photos was before my life changed when I was nine years old when my mother Eileen turned on me.

I am not the same person I was a year ago when I forgave Eileen. My mind and heart have opened again.

I feel the same joy, happiness, contentment, and love I felt before the abuse began. It’s a beautiful feeling.

Looking in the mirror and photos my appearance was too harsh for me now. I was no longer an angry, disappointed, hurt victim shrouded in all black.

I think in a way I was grieving how life felt to me before everything changed. These were some very profound feelings I carried around with me for decades

Don’t get me wrong I still love black clothing that will never change because of the pure classic look they give. After all, black goes with everything.

This post goes above and beyond my change in hair color, it’s just another positive step on my spiritual journey in this lifetime.