On, August 10th, 2018, I decided to do the big chop. The big chop symbolized so much more than just hair. When other people said that, I thought it was so cliche lmao. But honestly it was one of the best things I’ve ever done. We go through life afraid, and that’s not living at all. My cousin had natural hair back in 2013 and I remember looking at the her and not understanding why she would want to walk around with her hair looking a “mess”. The entire time I was just ignorant in attempting to understand that she was living her life for her and making the best decision for what was naturally hers. When I cut my hair I initially thought it was just for a fresh start, but the meanings became deeper and deeper the longer I wore my natural hair.
Anyone that knows me, knows I love my weave lol. That’s a fact. Wearing weave is just so easy to manage, you just cover up your natural hair and go. But all that I was doing was covering up a mess that I just didn’t feel like dealing with and that’s exactly what I was doing in life. I pretended to be happy and acted as if everything was ok when I talked to my family, but underneath it all I was a mess.
Initially I was scared of ridiculous things like “Will I still be pretty”, or “what will people think.” But the moment the beautician cut all of my hair off and I looked in the mirror, everything that I was feeling completely disappeared. The decision I just made was now something I had to live with and something I had to OWN. I went home, threw on foundation, lashes and found the biggest pair of hoop earrings I could find and I felt like a beautiful African Goddess lol!
Once I posted the picture on Instagram, I received words of encouragement as well as words of concern. People really thought I had to be depressed to cut my hair, when no one knew that my full state of depression had almost happened a year earlier. What everybody was seeing was a woman who was coming to the realization of who she really was. The liberation I felt was unimaginable. I can now make decisions soley based on what I am willing to accept and what I’m not willing to accept. People’s opinions of what they think no longer matter. Anyone can say what they want and feel what they want, but I will always make the decision that’s best for me.
Life is just like the big chop. Instead of covering up what you don’t want to deal with,….. just deal with it lol. The big chop not only symbolized cutting off dead ends of my hair, but also dead ends in my life. Whether those dead ends are family, friends, relationships and so forth, sometimes you just have to cut them off in order to be free.
Don’t get me wrong, I still wear weave lmao I mean I work in corporate America for God sakes and I legit get tired of the “How do you get it like that conversation”. Plus, it has grown much faster being in protective styles that don’t require me to put my non-growing hands in it.
With anything you do in life, you learn to adjust. I adjusted after the big chop, I owned it and I wore it proudly. I vow to apply the big chop scenario to my life as long as I walk this earth. ❤
What are some dead ends in your life that you feel you need to cut off? Why haven’t you cut them off? Comment Below.. And of course..You can remain anonymous.