BIG HAIR.. DON'T CARE... RIGHT?

I have been thinking lately, although I am over it now, I felt it was important to still write about it:

My hair isn't that big (yet) but sometimes I feel self-concious about leaving the house with my hair styled out - in a bantu knot out or a twist out.
The following thoughts go through my head:

''I hope this hair isn't too big''
''I hope it won't intimidate anyone''
''I hope it isn't too curly''

It's interesting to the point that it doesn't sadden me. I am happy because these thoughts are merely evidence of how beautiful, great and wonderful my hair is. My hair that defies gravity, my hair that society tried to say wasn't beautiful - this same hair is on my head. I get lots of compliments about my hair, but these sneaky thoughts try to creep in before I leave the house and make me question my style of choice.

I refuse.
I refuse to bow down to this society that says there is only one type of beautiful hair.
I refuse to succumb to anyone that says straight hair is the only appropriate hair.
I refuse to think that my hair is ''too big'' or ''too curly'' or ''too messy''.
I refuse to feel self-concious.

Typing these positive convictions up empowers me at this moment. I believe it. My hair is beautiful, it is growing and I am simply adjusting to it. I promise to wear my hair however I like and be overly content with it. As I empower myself to rock my hair, I am in turn empowering other women to do the same. This isn't just for or about me.

YES!