14 "B.C."

So right around this time is when I really had problems with my hair. I was about 12 years old, and going into middle school. Not only was I sporting a relaxer back then, but half the time the relaxer wouldn't "take" and my hair would be so *KINKY* and break right on down to the new growth. I mean, my nickname might as well have been "Patches" because I had full sections of hair that would break down to about 2inches.


Then, on top of all that, my grandmother would try to straighten my kinky *RELAXED* hair with the..wait for it...*HOT COMB* We all know that is a combination for disaster, and I was a walking disaster for real. I hated my hair. I didn't feel pretty, confident...I felt like there was something wrong with me. Little did I know it was just something *WRONG* about they way my hair was cared for.


The pic below is of me 14 years "B.C." My hair was in my usual ponytail, since I couldn't do anything else with it. Brace yourself.....ain't nothing cute about this..LOL!!