These three words define me more than anyone will ever know. It feels so good to be able to live these words everyday of my life. I am free to live, love and to be natural. I know what it is to be restrained. I know what it is to be controlled. I know what it is to be abused.
At 29 years of age and a mother of four beautiful children, I have finally reached a point of freedom and happiness. I was once the victim of an abusive relationship. One that also targeted my natural hair. I was told that it was ugly, that it was anything but a thing of beauty. Sadly I began to believe it.