It is my privilege to submit my work to the public to read and learn from. I have struggled for acceptance for years and to finally come to a point where I accept who I am is an honor to my creator. When I was made in the womb, I was not a mistake as people, especially women, sometimes see themselves. It was a deliberate decision. For so long, I tried to fit into the image of what I thought I was supposed to be, and of course, it never worked for me. I was never comfortable trying to do so. Now that I've accepted myself and my appearance which was always measured by the length of my hair, I feel there aren't any limits that I'm unable to reach. When you're trying to fit into a mold that wasn't made for you, you often have to silence parts of your being, and for what? To take on a version of what you think is acceptable.

There was never anything wrong with my personal version of beauty. I allowed my hair to be my identity. I didn't like my hair which drove me to not like my identity. A poor self-image caused me to be confused and a stranger to myself for years. I began watching others, and after many years, I decided that I was better off being true to myself, and that's when I became interested in myself and my hair length.

Today, I wouldn't trade my personality for anyone else's. I was made to be free, love life, and be comfortable in my own skin. Read my story and accept yourself as God's special creation.

Thank you for reading my story.