Relaxers...not an option

So I'm thinking about me, I decided to shave my head over 2 years ago. Just went to the barber and shaved it to the scalp 2x!!! Now I have a nice fro that I rock and scare all the white people and most black people!
Black people look at me like I've let out some great negro(hate that word)secret 99.998% of black peeps aren't born with straight hair. Now I'm not knocking those who choose to believe the lye, but I often wonder if sistas stop and think of what they are doing to themselves and often time their very young children. Ain't nothing wrong with what Goddess gave us. It's beautiful if given the room and time to grow. Putting that shit on your scalp year after year take a toll and damages your body and your self-esteem. Breaking hair and thinning and sometimes missing hairlines are a direct result of the lye(relaxer) there is no such thing as a safe relaxer/silkener/texturizer. They are all there to breakdown the bonds of the hair in some shape or form. Everyone looks good in nappy hair(nappy is not a bad word it's the beautiful truth... embrace it)it's what Goddess intended. It is you're life long beauty. Why so many continue to what to kill it is beyond me. It took me decades to discover the truth but now I know the truth my motto...relaxers...not an option.

THINK ABOUT WHAT YA DOING PUTTIN' THAT CREAMY CRACK SO CLOSE TO YOUR BRAIN!!!!

This motherfucker right here!!!!

So I'm finally off the drugs!!! I'm med free for the first time in a while. Coming off this shit is messing with my mind. Like my mind has a short circuit, but I feel like me again which is the best part.
So he gets pissy with me and I refuse to own his shit. Told him to stop acting like an ass! I don't need that shit, but I love him so here we are. I'm trying to take care of my own shit right now. Getting my nails done... simple stuff. They're fucking with me at work again, but this nappy chick ain't letting on that I'm happier than I have been in a while! I pray for guidance from Goddess and step. My eating is all kinds of fucked up. Hoping that once my system is clear, I'll get back on track. Ready to see my Daddy and have a deep convo. Ready to see my big sis and talk about nothing at all.
Just finished up a class for my BA one step closer. Ready to hit that shit like a punching bag.
I want be free looking forward to my 45days of freedom and trying to keep my fat ass out ot IRAQ. That's what's up.

HOLLA AT YA GIRL
SHE'S BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Back for the first time

It seems like a decade since I wrote. I haven't been moved by much to cause me to write. Finally getting the hell off this rock! Trying to get my mind right because I have less than a year before I'm free. Contract done. Thinking of taking a road trip when I finally get some road to trip on.

Why do people always want things that aren't meant for them?

Honeyhookerho which am I and which are you?