Men are simultaneously expected to be pioneering, perfectly-groomed alpha males who, with their bare hands, will chop down a tree and make it into a bed in which they give their partners multiple orgasms, all while perfectly roasting a free-range chicken for dinner.
I wanted to get ahead, stand out, be special, and I didn't see how accepting my body the way it was would get me there. I believed my dreams were 20 lbs. away from me, and what seemed like a forced, new ideal of beauty on a billboard didn't seem to change that.
From the time I was a teenager, I was the girl telling her friends to be who they are and not care what anyone else thinks. I believe there is beauty in our imperfections. It is what makes us unique. Where I got stuck is in the perfections...
Throughout my hair journey, I wore braids, twists, locs, weaves, relaxed agin, cut it off and relaxed and cut it off again -- all the while loving the freedom of expressing who I was at that point in time in my life.