Squirming and Burning

Hali writes...

Growing up I got my hair done by this older black lady who had bleach blonde hair and I'd always leave her chair with my head looking like a mushroom top (no lie). When I was around 9, I went to her in urgent need of a relaxer. I happily sat in her chair waiting for her to plaster my head with the relaxer. One thing I always liked about relaxers is how they felt getting put on, my head would feel instantly lighter with every glop of the creamy crack. After applying the relaxer, she sent me to the shampoo chair while she worked on someone else's head. I skipped back there happy to finally have a relaxer and sat down. After ten or  fifeteen minutes had gone by, the relaxer started burning, not all over but just in small patches. I was new to relaxers had no idea I would have to tell her when it started burning, so I continued to sit there. Another 5 minutes went by and it started to burn even more. I just looked at my hair dresser and watched her continue to do the other lady's hair quietly begging for her to hurry up. I had to sit in the shampoo chair for 30 minutes. The relaxer was burning my scalp so bad, I was getting sick to my stomach. I just continued to sit there squirming and wiggling around like I had ants in my pants waiting and waiting for this lady to rid me of my misery!!! Finally another hair dresser noticed me and finally told the lady my scalp was burning. She rushed back and began washing the relaxer out, having that cool water hit my scalp felt like heaven, until, all the relaxer was gone and I was left with my scalp feeling like I had needles in every single hair follicle on my head. It makes my head hurt now just thinking about it. Luckily I left the salon with all my hair that day, but it was full of scabs.