I first thought of having dreads when I was in my early twenties but didn't go with it for various reasons, most being fear and misconceptions.
Fear of rejection, fear of scrutiny, fear of how I would look, fear of permanency.
That type of thing.
I don't have those fears any more.
I thought dreads would smell or people wouldn't like me if I had them.
I thought maybe people would think I was trying to be a Rasta or that only black people should have them.
Thank goodness I don't have those misconceptions anymore.
I want them for a few different reasons.
Some of which are personal and others not so much.
One reason being that I like dreads and my daughter Kiah's hair is dreading and I thought that would be the perfect time to start mine.
I like the freedom of dreads.
I love the look of dreads.
I love the cleanliness of dreads, yes they are clean.
I love having a chemical free head.
Lately I have a strong urge to let go of everything that controls me.
Hence the TV, coffee, smoking, white sugar free life style blah blah blah.
So basically for me it's just the time to do it.
