Merry Christmas everyone!
Today is a day where I usually reflect on what I am grateful for. I am grateful to be able to make it into another new year. I am grateful for my family and friends. I am grateful that I can embrace the art of writing. I learned that creativity is a blessing in desguise.
The new year is almost here and I haven’t been more excited. I am excited to start 2019 because I have so much I want to explore and accomplish. Another year of life, another year for change.
I used not to take change well growing up. I used to feel down during the holidays because I dwelled on all the negative that has happened before Christmas day and new years. I decided that I no longer want to let the past define me.
I want to live in the now. I want to look forward to the future. The past has been a rollercoaster but I have the power to get off that ride and grow. I cant wait to have my dreams come true one day.
I want to let the world know that when you look forward, the world looks a little brighter. I am experiencing that right now. The past is good to look at to reflect and learn but I will no longer let it consume me.
Hope for the future. Keep on walking and forget to look back.
My hair symbolizes a lot to me. It symbolizes my need for change, my need to be in charge and my need to take out frustrations.
This summer I did something I would’ve never done in the past. I cut my hair above my shoulders. It was shorter than it has ever been in my 22 years on this planet.
Everyone questioned me and asked why I cut my long hair. At first, I would say because I wanted to. Yes, it’s my choice and I wanted to. My hair, my choice to do whatever I want with it of course.
I realized once I kept wanting to cut my hair even shorter that I was doing it for deeper reasons. I was going through a hard time precisely when I made that decision.
I was at a point where I was frustrated with my emotions, myself and my memories. I needed a big change. Something to distract my mind from the hardships of life.
That first time I cut my hair I felt liberated. This change was going to bring me a confidence I was lacking. I was liberated from being the same woman who was melting away inside. I looked in the mirror and saw something different.
The second time I cut my hair even shorter was because I had reached a breaking point. I wanted to keep escaping from who I was and the image I was so accustomed to in the mirror.
Yes cutting my hair was positive but I was avoiding the truth within. The truth that I was unhappy and I had to heal within so I could love what I saw in the mirror.
Short hair, long hair, makeup, bare-faced, I had to fall in love again with what was within…