I started this blog because I want a safe and wide-open space to talk and think and be. I want to share thoughts and stories about the things that matter to me. I want to celebrate what makes us all un-usual, in the best possible ways.
Why “Wild Hair Confessional”? I happen to have incredibly wild hair. I also used to be a hairdresser. As it turns out, when people feel safe and seen, and you’ve trapped in your chair for a few hours, they share things. At times, my workstation became The Confessional. Oh, and I found the “wild hair/ wild hare” play on words amusing. I have ADHD. My mind is a “wild hare” full of “wild hairs.”
My hair never followed the rules. I was a mixed kid born in the 1960s, and no one looked like me. For most of my life, I fought my natural hair. I wanted it to be something it wasn’t. I was trying to tame the wild
My brain didn’t follow the rules. At school, my compliance masked many of my ADHD symptoms. I was smart and motivated by my eagerness to please. The structure mitigated my challenges with prioritization and time management. At home, my room was a disaster. I couldn’t find my homework. I crammed for every test, procrastinated on every term paper.
Adulting was hard. Parenting was hard, especially when my kids were young. Not only was I losing keys, now I was losing bottles, diaper bags, snuggies, sleep, and my mind.
My hair is a symbol of embracing my “wild.” It’s not something to be tamed. Neither is ADHD or any of the other aspects of me that make me un-usual. My “wild” does best when it’s free just to be what it is. My job is to get curious and find out what it needs and honor it’s natural “bents.”.
Where is your “wild”? What makes you UN-usual?
I hope you read something in what is shared here that helps you find it, free it and give it what it needs!
