I am bald by CHOICE and embrace it! Once upon a time there was a girl who thought she had to 'be' what the world and others thought she had to 'be.'
She permed, dyed, fried, laid and wrapped her 'crown' to please societal norms. Never once stopping to think about what her 'crown' represented.
My hair, or lack there of, represents the 'ME' I want to 'be.' The bold, confident, secure, positive, 'ME' that refuses to be conform. The 'ME' that won't allow others perception of my beauty to be defined by others.
I have been Bald since before my beautiful teenage daughter was born. . .20 years to be exact. Way before it was cool or chic and folks just thought I was going through a 'crisis'.
This is the ME I am intended to be.
I never realized I would offer support to others who were Bald by force. Who lost their 'crown' due to illness and wore a face of shame when their secret was disclosed.
I am BALD because I can be. I can be a support for those who can't support themselves. Perhaps in my embracing this ME I can encourage those who find it weird to see a woman with no hair.
When others see me they don't know what my struggle might be. "could she have cancer?" "she must be sick" are some of the whispers I used to hear.
Small children would whisper about me in the supermarkets and malls.
When they did, I took it upon myself to share with them.
"Yes, I have no hair. And I LOVE it! It's different right?"
I often have conversations with them about their hair, and their parents are often encouraged to speak with me as well.
Although I am not sick, I encourage dialogue and conversation where there might have been judgement, prejudices and biases unknowingly passed along to our children. Our future.
I am a BOLD BEAUTIFUL BALD BLACK WOMAN who is Bald by choice yet uses it to encourage others to be bold themselves. Bold in their acceptance of others and Bold in their choice to BE whomever they want to be.