The Myth of the Natural Hair Nazi
Where is she? If you know her please bring her directly to me so we can chat. She is messing up my vibe and we don’t even have a personal relationship. I am in total agreement that people have the right to have their own reasons for what, how, do their hair, and that is AWESOME, but what I cannot get down with is this notion of a natural hair Nazi. Here’s the deal because I have not this met women I am led to believe that any women who chooses to wear and support natural is automatically a NHN….Houston we have a problem. I have never not once told anyone who is not natural they should be, have I tried to encourage those who are natural to stick it out, yes, only because I know the struggle is real but once you get to the other side the freedom is so worth it. From what I gather this NHN person is rude, aggressive, and tries to belittles others, again I have not met said women so I can only assume this is what happens. In regards to that, I have been met with a lot of negativity about my hair to my face. Offhand comments, looks of disproval, people asking do I actually comb my hair….those people are very real in my world. Like I said if you know a natural hair Nazi I would love to meet her and understand her point of view. In the meantime I will remain supportive and rock my curly locks.
Misconceptions About Natural Hair
*Yes we wash our hair and comb it.
*If you see a naturalista and her hair looks a little cray be kind because she could be transitioning and left without resources to assist her. Tell her about this blog and I will happily work with her.
* No it is not a trend, it’s just that in 2013 we are finally realizing the toll of what years of abrasive heat and chemical relaxers can do to our hair.
What am I thankful for? Right now I am thankful to see the sun because it has been a miserable dreary mess these last couple of days up and the through the D.C. metropolitan area. I am also thankful for the quiet time I have to sit back and reflect. I have been on this journey of meditation and it is no punk biatch let me tell you. If you have ever tried to just sit without thoughts it is a true challenge but just like with anything in life practice makes perfect. Since I’ve been on this journey I’m starting to notice how much I have been on the go. I never considered myself to be this super busy person with a whole lot going on but for the past year or two relocating to a new a city, adjusting to a new life, and completing quite a rigorous Masters program, only to be back where I started in all actuality is a LOT going on. Not only physically, but emotionally, and spiritually as well. The universe is helping me to take a break, be still and rest. If you are like me and possibly alone for Thanksgiving look for the peace in solitude because it might be just what you need.
A genuine concern has hit me on the head like a brick. My BS moment with dudes usually comes in twos and threes, meaning I will get hit with same unassuming crap by at least two to three individuals. Case in point, not too long ago, literally within the span of a week I was hit with a guy telling me he would give me a try but he has a girlfriend and labeling himself an asshole, another guy letting me know how delectable I was with the imprint of his stretched crotch to then tell me he recently started dating someone, and lastly after a very basic Facebook stalk I found out that I guy who I thought was interested in me had married status on his wall.
Let’s address the present shall we. I have been doing some soul searching and delving deeply into self awareness thanks to having gone through a rigorous two year MSW program which forced us to do in order to better serve our impending clients. With this new found self awareness I am always striving at great lengths to make sure I am checking myself regularly. My issue with how I carry myself became disconcerting recently; when not one but two different guys who I hardly know that are both married thought I would be up to, down for, some vacation sex. WHY??? The very few in person or online conversations have always been limited to a “hi, bye” type situation. There have never been any signals, indications, or slight misgivings that would remotely imply any form of attraction, thoughts or opportunities.
Granted these particular guys are not my ace boon coons but they are Facebook friends and at any given moment if I so desired could easily blow up their spot. Let’s say even if my attempt to blow up their spot didn’t work the potential for drama remains.
Who in their right minds is risking their entire livelihood on a humbug? On some sex that may or may not be good, with a person who may or may not be of sound body and mind. If this is the type of stupidity that can happen once you say the words “I DO” then marriage is definitely not what I’m here for.
I guess I should be happy that in all of these situations I knew what the deal was so I was able to make the correct choice, although my personal preference would entail a significant lapse of time in between BS encounters.