Not wanting to make others uncomfortable is why I have kept my mouth closed. I hate it, but I continue to put other people’s feelings before mine. I continue to think of their comfort, so I always swallow what I want to say. Always waiting for the right time. There’s never going to be a right time.
Finding Beauty PART 1: Lesson from a Cut
The first week I had my new cut (Teeny Tiny Weeny Afro), was the Thursday before Thanksgiving. It was cut a little lower than I had preferred and I felt my confidence reach a new low. I thought I resembled a rapper from the 99 and 2000.
Cha, Cha, Changes! This Blog, will no longer be called Dear Diary. It will now be called…Kat’s Eye View!