Do you ever feel like you're running a continual race? By continual, I mean a race with no finish line. You're running and progressing and you think you're almost at the end AND THEN you realize that you've only just begun. Well, that's where I feel I am with my natural hair. I've come a long way, but I'm still just at the beginning of my journey. I'm getting tired...AGAIN (i.e. I'm going to start locs for myself this weekend).
Those of you who know me know that I am very impatient when it comes to my hair. I just want it to grow like white people's weeds. I'm at a point again where I have little fairy knots at my ends and I don't know what to do. I keep it moisturized, clean and stylish, but my hair continues to outwit me. It's as if it has its own personality, or almost as if my hair has an alter ego. I wish I could talk to my hair and say: "What the feezy HAIR? Why don't you just grow? Stop knotting at the ends and absorb all of the goods oils and conditioner I give you and grow."
Unfortunately, hair doesn't talk or listen, so I'm just stuck with continuing this marathon-like race with it...hopefully I figure out what it needs. SIGH.