ZZZZZZZZZZZ. I was hooked. It all started with me disobeying my husband. I wanted to feel the freedom of doing what I want and not what I was told. He hated tattoos and I knew he wouldn’t want anything to do with me but on the flip side of that same coin, I would be punished for being disobedient. I sat in the chair feeling nervous and anxious but the thrill and that buzzing. That thrill was something I never experienced before. I felt no pain from the needle just mesmerized by the image coming to life. No, no punishment ever came to me, well at least not that day. The tattoo, on the other hand, empowered me to do so much more and even protected me from my NOW ex-husband.
I now own 27 tattoos or they own me-I haven’t quite figured that out. They have the power to keep judgmental and negative people away while letting the light inside others meet me. They tell me the stories of other people without even exchanging a word. I learn about their hate, their passion, and their families. I know can tell if they are rotten to the core, made mistakes, or possess a memory they can take to their death. Truth is, even before you meet me, I’m already protected.
I used Discovers Daily Prompt: Talisman to give a little more information about myself. I do not post many pictures of myself for safety reasons but I am proud of my tattoos.