More Questions Than Answers

When you're born and raised in a highly conservative/strict religious environment, you're not allowed to ask many questions. It all doesn't jive very well when you're a curious person with a neurodivergent analytical mind. I'd push things just enough to be edgy, but I didn't want to tip the boat, so I mostly just kept to myself. I was in the wrong place, in the wrong room, with people who didn't speak my 'language’ and it took nearly three decades to realize it and free myself.

I'm still unpacking that journey, but I made another significant personal step forward during the COVID lockdown two years ago. Nearly twenty years after graduating high school, I enrolled in a few classes at my local community college. I wasn't sure I could do it at first, but I'm taking it slow, and my professors have been encouraging. They've given me new tools and ways to grow and express my mind, which, as I'm sure you can imagine, feels so incredibly liberating.

I still have more questions than answers, and I don't know exactly where this is all taking me (no academic degree yet). Still, I feel passionate about following this current path of exploration through the medium of hair. So no, I'm not a trained anthropologist (yet), but it was the best expression I could come up with to describe ALL the questions I have as I try to decipher the language of hair and its entanglements in every aspect of our lives.

Maybe there are others out there whose paths or interests are similar to mine, and we can learn from each other. I hope so! If you're reading this, welcome, and please feel free to explore and ask questions and share all things hair with me. You’re in the right place. <3

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