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My natural hair journey

Just some before and after pics


In college I found myself allowing my hair to grow for the first time in my life, and I loved it. It was a great way to express my individuality and it felt good to be able to be more of my authentic self and have people love me for what I really looked like, not chopped and greased and brushed into submission.

Over the years, mostly because of a need to conform in job situations, I've cut my hair and worn it short. I've never been the guy who was consistent about going to the barber shop every other week, so keeping a short cut turned out to be a lot more maintenance than I wanted to put into my hair.

For a while I'd just let it grow until it was too unruly and disrespectful, and then I'd shave it off and start back at a bald head. I've probably repeated that process for the better part of a 15 years or more.
Now, I'm starting another natural hair journey, this time more influenced by my spiritual need to tune it to things that are naturally part of my culture and in sync with my biology as an aboriginal person in this world.

I watch a lot of YouTube videos and today I watched a few on natural hair care products. I learned that Petrolatum is a sealing agent and bad for hair as a main ingredient. It seals the hair and doesn't allow any moisture in or out. But as the hair dries out naturally, there's no way for new moisture to get into the hair.  I threw away two products that had petrolatum as their main ingredient. I'm surprised that my hair flourished as much as it did when I was using that stuff, prior to getting my locs started last week.

I just wanted to post a pic or two of my hair before and after I got the locs, and I hope to update about my hair journey, and hopefully some great more natural products that I find to use.

These are what I'm using to start. Let's see how well they do.


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