When I started learning to love myself, one of the things that took me a while was learning to love my hair. After so many years of feeling sorry for myself and thinking, "What if I had..." One day I opened my eyes and said: that didn't happen! It's time to see what's behind it because I've forgotten what it looked like." And that day I smiled and said, "But it's beautiful." I must have been crazy, or someone else was, and I got infected because I didn't know how to have control.
I've realized that I haven't worn my hair natural in about two months, or maybe even a little longer. I'm currently working on something that's very appearance-based, so I try to focus on simple and quick things. Wearing straight hair is so much faster and more convenient.
Cuando he empezado a aprender a quererme una de las cosas que me tomó tiempo fue aprender a querer mi cabello, después de tantos años de auto compadecerme de mi misma y de pensar "y si hubiera tenido ..." Un día abrí los ojos y dije, eso no pasó, es momento de ver que es lo que hay detrás porque ya olvidé como era... Y ese día sonreí y dije pero si es hermoso, yo debí de estar loca o alguien más estaba loco y me contagié por no saber tener control.
Me he dado cuenta de que no he vuelto a llevar mi cabello natural desde hace como 2 meses o quizá hasta un poco más, actualmente estoy trabajando con algo que se basa mucho en la apariencia, entonces trato de enfocarme en cosas sencillas y rápidas, llevar el cabello liso es muchísimo más rápido y "conveniente".
I realized that the world remains the same; it's as if you've just slapped a different label on the same content, a more colorful and fashionable one. This seems to be a different humanity, with new generations, but deep down, in the echoes, it's revealed that it's not quite like that and that many things remain the same. I feel like I spend every day reflecting on different things, as if my mind were going to die or wear out from thinking so much. And sometimes I think it's dangerous, as if one day someone will come with a record and say, "I know you were thinking about this, and now I can't allow you to continue here."
Me di cuenta que el mundo sigue siendo igual, es como si al mismo contenido solamente le pusieras otra etiqueta, una más colorida y a la moda. Esta parece ser una humanidad diferente, con nuevas generaciones pero en el fondo, en los ecos, se revela que no es tan así y que muchas cosas se mantienen igual. Siento que paso todos los días reflexionando sobre cosas diferentes, como si mi mente se fuera a acabar o desgastar de tanto pensar, y a veces pienso que es peligroso, como si un día llegara alguien con un registro y me diga: "sé que estuviste pensando en esto y ahora no te puedo permitir que sigas aquí".
Growing up as a man you realize you don't want the perfect woman, just one that is loyal enough to follow you till the end.
That's true, when you grow up exploring the real world, your mind changes and you look for changes too, we just want to keep real people around.