From earlier this year, I found myself dealing with one thing after the next. From -settling into 'not having employment but creating more avenues of working for myself' to going back to a very demanding job -going through the motions of a work environment with a still rampant COVID 19 and all the fears that comes with that (especially being a Mother) -not being able to balance my home, work, and personal life while mentally, I was becoming unhealthy and eventually physically being effected -had a period of depression, constantly exhausted, drained and feeling defeated -went through deaths of persons I cared about -realized I hadn't healthily confronted past trials, which led me to therapy but definitely not enough sessions or time...so other options are necessary -and soo much more daily struggles Thus....On June 5th, I cut off all of my hair...of course I had mentally committed to it for weeks before actually making it a reality but hadn't planned on going sooooo low lol. However, in that moment, it felt soooo good. My first big chop was in July of 2020 but the difference was I had a bit more hair left and I wasn't holding the scissors/razor. I was intentional with doing it myself this time around and I haven't felt this level of 'freedom' in my life. I'm glad I did it and I'm really considering keeping it low...so much easier to manage though I LOVED my puff...and rocking braids every so often lol...nonetheless, nothing that's on my defines me. I love me regardless ๐New Journey to ME #LoveYourselfFirst #LoveMeSomeMe #JourneyToBetter #KnowBetterDoBetterBeBetter https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf0FhEuDvq5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
