Wow what a week! I have discovered alot about myself this last week, and who would have thought a change in hair style could do all that.
From the initial excitement of getting them done, to the fear of the boys reactions on their return home from school. To the horror of "What have I done" followed by the slow acceptance of this new me. It really has been quite a rollercoaster!
I loved wearing my new hairstyle out and about, the statement it made, and perhaps the assumptions people made about me. I had lots of lovely comments from people who know me, saying that actually they were very "me!" But, in those quiet times, the times where I am alone with myself, I knew it wasn't me.
It would seem my confidence is very variable, and at my times of feeling vulnerable, my hair hides me, but that is not possible with dreads. It would also seem that I hold peoples opinions quite highly, and if I am doing something that is upsetting them, then that is a situation I cannot tolerate.
I would love to be able to make a statement with my hair, but I'm afraid that my comfort zone will not allow that. I would love to be able to make a stand for the alternative, and the creative, but I will have to find other avenues for this.
I am pleased I took this path, I have discovered more about me, and a new found respect for my hair, which has been severely neglected in the last few years. Thank you for all the lovely comments on my hair, but normal service has been resumed!