I got a tattoo.
I am up to 14 now. As I progress down this path, I am getting designs that are more fun, and less meaningful. I have moved away from the commemorative and more towards the fun, and the interesting.
Inevitably, someone ends up asking me why I do this to myself. That I will regret it when I am older. No one likes an 80 year old with a band of zombies tattooed around her thigh. It's a waste of money, effort, time. People will judge me, I will never get a job. Etc, etc.
At one time or another, every one of those comments has come out of my dad's mouth. *shrugs* I forgive him.
|Celtic Bat- Top middle of my back|
I have always had self esteem issues. I don't think that is a surprise to anyone. With the tattoos, people look at them first, and not at me. It's nice to hide behind. When I have the wrong hair, or the wrong clothes, or I'm not fit and skinny- people always look at the tattoos first. I like it that way.
I don't care about people judging them, or me because of them. It is fun to surprise people that think I am stupid, or uneducated because of them. I like to prove how smart I am.
I already have a job- a good one. I make good money (I won't say how much). I earn the respect of people around me, that I report to, that I work with. I am a hard worker, diligent, dedicated. And I dare anyone to judge me based on what it on my skin.
|Dragon, on my foot. A first anniversary present from Geoff|
The other questions I get- Why do you chose what you chose? And when will you stop?
|The "I am" was from the Molson Canadian campaign that was big in the 90's. It reminds me of a time when everyone felt proud to be Canadian.|
Fast forward 11 years. I just got a bloody machete on my leg. For kicks. Because I wanted to. Because no one- NO ONE- is going to tell me not to. It is my "fuck you" to everyone that wants to voice their most unwelcome opinion.
What do you know?!? I guess I still have messages in my tattoos, after all.
Will I stop? Yes, eventually. I know that makes my mother happy. There are a few more that I want. And I am sure that I will think of more. I do want a chest piece. Preferably with the word Wicked in it. I want one focussed around the word VooDoo- one of my favorites. I think I will let Justin have free reign with this. I also want a large portrait of the Crow on my back. Eventually I will get sleeves on each arm, one for Sebastian and the other for Sawyer. That's my immediate plans. Whatever else I might think of, who knows. :) I get giddy with the thought of all this.
|Celtic Cross. For my Irish Grandma|
Geoff has promised to photograph my tattoos. I am excited for that.
But for now, I will help my leg heal. I will pretend not to see the stares, and I will laugh when people ask me stupid questions and say hurtful things. Because I really don't care. I love them too much to care that no one else does.
Rosie N. Grey
The N stands for needles.