Introducing myself and my blog part I

Hello everyone, I am beautifully Human and I will be blogging about many things. I am not trying to be informal with my screen name, I am just aware of the dangers of having a blog and exposing yourself  on the internet. The reason for me starting a blog, however, is  because i was helped trumendously by other bloggers, and youtubers. Therefore, I am hoping with the knowledge that I have recieved thus far will be able to help others like myself. Hopefully I can  create another haven for African American women, and women ingeneral,to discuss hair, make-up, fashion, weight-loss, or everyday life and issues. I begun a hair journey almost one year ago in May, and a weight loss journey several weeks ago. The reason for my hair journey was because my hair began to fall out in early spring 2009. I have always worn sew-in weaves and my hair was able to maintain some form of health and length. However in the summer of 2008 I moved in with my now fiance. I was insecure in him seeing my real hair, in that he may be disappointed, because he perfer long flowing hair. I have always been confident in my appearance, outside of the periodic struggle with my weight. My hair however, wasn't an issue for me, due to it not being short or unhealthy just not long and flowing. My hair came to about shoulder length, but not to my satisfaction. Maybe because of what I realize now that my hair wasn't as healthy as I believed. I constantly wore weaves since my sophmore year in high school. I have always done my own installations, and became very good at them. In fact I was nominated for best hair my senior year of high school. Believe it or not my school was extremely diverse, but still the majority was considerable white. So eventhough I was constantly wearing weaves, I would give my hair a break, especially during the summer months out of school. My hair loved the breaks and grew like crazy, what I have now realized. But when I moved in with my honey, I never gave my hair a break. I was constantly, weaving, and relaxing without any breaks in between. He works second shift, and I will often do my hair while he was at work. A year after constant weaving and no true hair care whatsoever, my hair broke off horribly. I was beginning to not have enough lenght to even cover my tracks. So I went from an unhealthy shoulder lenght to an even unhealthier ear length, although some of my hair that stayed braided had maintain some length, it was horrible and beginning to fall out. Sadly I tucked my tail between my legs and told my fiance what I have been going through.