Picture it “Brooklyn 1991.” I was riding the B52 bus with 3 other friends on my way home from school. I was in 6th grade and girls in my school were getting their hair relaxed…except for me.
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Four years old. That’s also how old I was when I received my very first relaxer. Unbeknownst to me, it was also the beginning of my journey to loving myself.
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