I was 7 or 8 when my hair became curly.
My beautiful ringlets made me feel quirky, eccentric and ever so girly.
But, my vibrant red locks made me stand out from my friends
and for that I got bullied to where I’d see no end.
I was always made fun of and called cruel names.
I’d be called frizzy and ginger then excluded from games.
Years I spent straightening my hair just to be the same,
All so I could be included and invited to play their game.
I was 17 before I embraced my hair in its full beauty.
I learned to love my curls for being different, unusual and fruity.
I gave up straighteners and bought a diffusing hairdryer.
My hair often looked like a dogs coat all shaggy like wire.
It took a while to establish a healthy routine,
To gain healthy bouncing curls and a bright glowing sheen.
I slowly fell in love with my hair and was no longer singled out.
I was passionate about my individuality and had no doubt.
I even prayed one day I’d have a baby with the same special red hair,
but sadly he was born a little blondie, much to my despair.
My curls added to my character and gave me extra charm,
that was until I started my new job where I was made to quickly disarm.
My curls that I had worked for, I was told I needed to tame.
They didn’t look professional for representing their brand name.
At 27 and a half I still went bright red.
The job I first loved I was beginning to dread.
Feeling embarrassed by the confrontation, I booked in for a chop.
I walked out of the salon the next day with a short pixie crop.
6 months have now passed and I still have short hair.
I absolutely hate it, it’s a living nightmare.
And so, I pledge right now to ditch my straighteners and shampoo,
I left the job in the past and I’m feeling all new.
I want to be crazy with my unruly red hair,
Living my life with no worries and not a single care.
This is my curly hair journey.
My hair today.
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