Six years ago today, I did The Big Chop and returned to my natural hair. I had talked about it and prepared friends and family for months, although they didnt think I was serious. #HumbleBrag, but I had beautiful locs.
At the salon where I had installed and maintained my locs for five years, they weren’t sure that I would go through with it either, until I grabbed the scissors and cut one loc off myself. They had to take over after that.
Still, I looked so different and suddenly felt unsure of myself. I had left my car at home because I didn’t know if I would be in an emotional state of mind to drive home. That was a good idea. I sat on the bus wondering what on earth I had done. I got home and still the feeling of dread continued. I felt sick to my stomach and yet I had been so confident all along. I’m not sure what it was, but I hadn’t had hair that short for about twenty years. I looked like a little boy.
I called my sister who came over. I don’t know what she was thinking but she saw me and smiled encouragingly as she walked towards me. “I love it”, she said. “Really?”, I asked tremulously. She nodded, reassured me and said some nice soothing words. I hesitantly let out some of the breath I was holding.
Maybe it wasn’t so bad I thought? Besides, I had made such a big deal about cutting my five year old locs and going natural that I couldn’t back down now. I had no choice but to own it until I believed it myself. And so I did just that.
Back then, the only preparation and information I had about living with natural hair was a book I had come across at a friend’s house called Going Natural. In fact, I didnt even know that the locs I had just cut off meant that I had actually already been natural for five years. It’s only that now I had loose natural hair.
I hadn’t even discovered the online natural hair community yet. I did soon afterwards and what I found (and didn’t find there), is what led me to start blogging and documenting my own natural hair journey in order to share what I was learning with others who lived outside of North America and in Zambia and continental Africa in particular. I called the blog Zed-Hair. I wrote one post in August 2010 and then couldn’t think of anything else to say, even though I had called it Where My Natural Hair Journey Begins – Part ONE.
By January 2011, I had applied myself to learning more, had sorted myself out with a friend to help me blog and dropped the hyphen in the blog’s name so it was just simply ZedHair.
And now here we are, six years on from the day when it all started.