Unfortunately I do not understand the Natural Hair movement. As far as I knew some people had relaxers, some didn’t. There was no statement to be made in either. For God Sakes It’s Just Hair. I know someone is reading this and thinking I am ignorant and in denial about the ramifications that are attached to Ethnic hair and to you I give a blank stare and copy of the essay I wrote on this subject in undergrad. I am well versed in the plight of black women, being that I am one, probably more so than others.
For so many people natural hair is statement about blackness. Well I would like for you too wake up; my hair being relaxed, natural, dyed, permed, shaved, straight, curly, weaved or anything else for that matter makes me no less black and no less in touch with my blackness. I don’t think that how I choose to process my hair defines anything about my personhood, it may define how I feel during that time but nothing more. I am disheartened by the fact that we judge each other based on how someone wants to wear their hair. I have been natural and relaxed, short and long, weaved and un weaved, as matter of fact, you can tell how my life is going by how my hair was during that time. My younger sister is natural and my best friend only relaxes once a year, I don’t think that this makes either more in touch with their racial identity. In my opinion it is just another thing that we are using to divide ourselves.
Having been in heated, let’s say discussions, with natural people it is apparent that some of them take it very serious, while I, on the other hand, am not really bothered by my hair; or anyone else’s, one way or another. I can deal with it under any condition at this point. If your natural hair is about health, more power to you, but I ‘ve seen many people go natural and end up with the same damaged hair they were trying to avoid.
My hair being one way or another does not negate the fact that I am a black woman. My hair for me is, a display of emotions and a part of me that I can change at the drop of a hat, not worrying about the consequences because if all else fails I will cut it off. At the end of the day I am still the only black woman in most rooms.