Starting My Journey
Years ago I would have never even dreamed of having dreadlocks. I was vain and spoiled just like the majority of people. However after many experiences I have lost most of this ego that was always holding me back. I don't belong to any specific culture or religion, and I finally feel free to be myself.
I grew up in a white, conservative, rich neighborhood, where everyone judged by looks. I was constantly destroying my hair to try and look acceptable to others. I was always cutting, dying, and straightening my hair to the point of it becoming weak and damaged, then I would have to do these things some more just to look nice so I could feel like I fit in.
I since moved to Europe, stopped watching TV and listening to all the mainstream lies, and found myself. Though I know there are very open minded and down to earth people in the US too, I feel at home here in Slovenia where I married my husband. I will be back in the US from time to time to visit my family and old friends.
The day I decided officially to let my hair dread was November 1st, 2013. Just this week. Prior to that I was brushing less and less because my hair was always breaking and falling out, and becoming less vain I made the decision to just stop caring what people think and go for it. I stopped brushing a few days before November 1st, but that was the day I made the final decision.
So far my hair is extremely messy, and I am already beginning to see some parts separate. I am washing just my roots with diluted baking soda and apple cider vinegar. I used sea salted water once.
Here's my progress about a week in:oneweek.jpg