I’m one who has battled with being addicted to hair weave for a number of years. Not wanting to show
my hair to anyone, not even to my husband. I was comfortable with saying, “I have a preference and if I
want to be buried in my hair weave, I can be.”
I realized that my issue wasn’t the fact of me wearing hairweave, but that I was hiding behind my hair. All the hurt, pain I’ve gone through life with, I was hiding. As long as I looked in the mirror and felt strong, I was strong. I knew how I got to this point, but how do I get out of this cycle? When I did revealed the real me in front of my husband and kids, I felt a sense of relief, peace, and heaviness removed. The mask came off. The hurt came to surface as I saw my reflection in my husband’s eyes.
I saw all the missing pieces and gaps. All the pain that had reminded me of how I got to that place arose. I want other women to see know how it feels to be addicted to wearing weave. To allow grief to paralyze you, and you not living your true self. The problem isn’t wearing weave, but being depressed and not taking care of yourself is the problem that I’m wanting to help others, regarding my story. It’s a problem when you are hiding from everyone. The power is facing it and becoming free.