In my early teenage glory days, I remember how weirdly I used to look at all those aunties who in my teenage eyes have allowed themselves transition into "Manhood". It was a great amusement for me. Many of my classmates concluded only very wicked woman were afflicted with such as a result of their wickedness, others said it was a sign of power with these women. I knew deep down that if that was a result of wickedness, I sure wont be a partaker in that sort of affliction. I also was certain that if that was a sign of power, I would rather be a hairless powerless lady:) I could never wrap my head around why a female would leave her house with a strand of hair which isn't on the eyebrow, or on her head.
You can imagine the horror when I discovered my first facial hair!!! I was Stressed. I was wondering where I had gone wrong, who I had offended to cause me this great affliction. I immediately after making this depressing discovery started the rituals of plucking stands of hair, applying excess makeup in my chin area to mask the stubborn strands of hair.
Four years after this discovery, I still pluck hair as regularly as I can, although there are days a couple of my friends be like 'hey, you are starting to grow facial hair'... and I'm like 'awwwwww' unknown to them, its been my 4yrs long journey.
I only hope it wont escalate...
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| source: curezone.org |
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