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Feb
19
2012

So, Friday, I’ve got a huge tattoo appointment.

I’m talking I’ve already been warned that I’ll be in the chair for at LEAST 6 hours. We’re FINALLY doing more work on my (planned) leg piece with the Alice In Wonderland theme. So far, I’ve only got my Cheshire Cat done on it, and that was done back in 2009, so we haven’t worked on it in a WHILE. My artist is designing her own rendition of the Caterpillar for me and I can’t wait. 

The hang up is that the Caterpillar will be placed to cover most, if not all, of my self injury scars and while I am terribly excited for my tattoo, a part of me is almost…nervous? about covering those scars. I don’t want it to ever come across that I am ashamed of them. I’m not. They’re like old friends to me. They’ve been there for years. I mean since I was like 13. I’m not ashamed of what I did to help me survive for many years. I’m just not. Covering them is just simple logistics for where my tattoo needs to be. It’s going to be a full leg piece, so I’d have had to cover them eventually anyways. But I’m going to miss them. Like honestly, I will miss seeing them. They’re a part of me, and I love them but I guess I have to say goodbye. 

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