02/24/2026
End of an era.
I’ve been a little quiet on here, and it’s because the last few months have been a lot. Stress, grief, moving multiple times, workload, pressure, and massive internal and external change. Eventually it caught all caught up to me, and my body took a hit.
Stress has a way of showing up in places you can’t ignore. For me, it showed up in my hair getting a LOT thinner & weaker. I realized I needed to give it a rest from the blonde, and in a way, give myself a rest & reset too.
The healing journey I’ve been on for the last few years has been beautiful and cathartic, but also intense and overwhelming. There’s been SO much change happening all at once in my world, and when you uproot every part of your entire existence at once, you don’t even know who you are most days.
Going back to my natural hair wasn’t something I planned, wanted, or something I thought I would EVER be ready for, but it was something that felt necessary right now to get myself, and my hair, back to better health.
But somehow, it weirdly feels aligned. Almost as if this change happened for a reason, even if it wasn’t what I wanted. At the end of the day, healing is really just finding your way back home to yourself, and I guess surrendering and going back to my roots was also part of that return.
Surprisingly, I feel more beautiful than ever in my natural hair (plus some really good extensions, haha)… but at the same time, I’m still learning how to sit with the messy emotions that come with letting go of an entire identity and grieving a version of myself I wasn’t ready to let go of yet. Both feelings can co-exist, and I’m allowing myself to feel the joy AND grief simultaneously.
If you’ve been on a spiritual healing journey then you’ll know the intensity of ego death, dark night of the soul & shadow work - and how blissfully monumental this part of the coming home process really is. And if you don’t know, consider yourself lucky. 😂
But for now I’m choosing to trust the journey, even when it asks me to surrender a part of me I loved, so much. Because the journey is ALWAYS leading you back home to your true self.
… and maybe that’s what healing really is.
