Dear Hair,

Good morning! Happy Bad Hair Day! (said no one ever).

To start, I have a few questions: Why do you do this to me?! Why are you so uncooperative sometimes? Why do you let those little hairs stick out around my face when you’re tied up? Why do you get so knotty so easily? Why do you bring so much aggravation to my life? Please, just chill out with the frizz and try your best to refrain from being such a hot mess. It would be greatly appreciated.

Okay, maybe I’m being a little harsh. I do love you and appreciate all that you do for me. Although I do not prefer to wear you in your natural form, your curls do receive many compliments. Yes, I know that I insult you with my wishes of having straight hair, but you are very pretty. I should probably stop taking you for granted, and focus on the joy that you bring me.

I know that we are basically the definition of a love-hate relationship. You probably hate me for burning you with my straightener and curling iron, for trimming your ends every once in a while, for changing your color every now and then, and for tying you up in a sloppy bun so often. Don’t hate me for doing this to you, it’s only for your benefit. Trust me, it is all out of love. I’m just trying to make you look presentable.

I’m sorry for being so mean to you. I don’t know if you get so messy and frizzy out of spite, or if you’re just completely uncontrollable. Just please, don’t hate me. After all, I’m on your side. When you look your best, I feel my best. You’re such a beautiful feature, you complete me. You succeed in making me feel confident about myself, and I want to thank you for that.

I think we should both try our hardest to work this out. I’ll do my part by refraining from the insults and by allowing you to do your thing. I will also try my best to take care of you rather than inflicting damage on you. I hope that if I do this, you will make my life easier. I need you to understand that I don’t have all of the time in the world to work with you. Just calm your curls and your frizz by soaking in those hair products that I run through your strands on the daily.

As I glance at you in the mirror on this fine morning, all I can do is imagine the fabulous styles that I can shape you into when you decide to cooperate, or if I had more time on my hands (I never do). I have to admit that you present me with challenges every day. Today, you leave me with no choice but to throw you into a braid, I might have to put a hat on too (noooooo). I would love to leave you down and show you off, but I would only be embarrassing you. I really don’t want to cut you to a short length because I want to embrace your length and keep you growing, please just minimize the mess.

I do cherish our love-hate relationship, by the way. I refuse to give up on you, I will keep working with you…just do your part.

Sincerely,

Your Human