I've always wanted dreads. Five days ago, I realized I was waiting for permission (from whom, I have no idea). Well, I gave myself permission and proceeded to spend 3 hours twisting n ripping my hair. I ended up with only 25 dreads. The following day, I realized I had made them too big, so I spent another 6 hours undoing and seperating them. And then the next day, I realized I had crossed alot of hairs and most were much larger than an inch at the base. *sigh* So after reading the many blogs and posts about neglect journeys, I decided that the hours I'd spent dreading my hair defeated the entire philosophy behind dreads and thus my neglect journey began. This is my journal of my journey.

5/24/12 (Day 1): Last night I removed all my TnR dreads, washed my hair with my baking soda n acv routine (I quit 'poo 3 months ago) and didn't brush it. I'm still unclear about the seperating part, but I'm sure as dreads form I'll understand the process more. I'm a little concerned about the messiness of this. That's one of the reasons I'm embarking upon this journey. I am a control freak and one of the big lessons I need to learn in my life is "let it be". I've shaved my head before, so I don't give a flying monkey fart about how others view me. I just like things orderly. (except my damned kitchen...well, I like it orderly. I just despise doing dishes.) I woke up this morning with lovely visions in my head about how dreadfully messy my hair was going to look; how knotty, how loopy....I was prepared and even a little excited. I looked in the mirror and it looks like fairies snuck into my bedroom in the night and lovingly and carefully brushed and styled my hair. Ok then. Observed and duly noted. Onward we go.