I was talking with a friend of mine today. She had some news.
"Oh, MAN, I thought I was gonna DIE!", she shared. "The pain - I wanted an epidural! But they wouldn't give me one!"
"Really?", I said, amused at her experience. "I kind of actually LIKED the pain. It kept me present with the whole process, y'know?"
"Forgeddabout! I didn't feel a need to be present. I just wanted to see my prize at the end. You actually LIKED the pain?!", she replied.
"Yeah. I did. I'm sorry it wasn't the same for you." I told her.
"I don't know. I remember you'd told me that it wasn't that bad. That was part of my decision to go through with this. But I'm happy with how it all turned out, I don't know if I could do it again, though." She debated.
"Again?", I asked. "You're thinking of another one?"
"Oh GAWD, I can't even think about that yet! I'm so sore. I hope my husband doesn't mind, but I don't even want him touching me right now!"
Yep, she got herself that tattoo she'd been pondering for some time. A while ago she asked me for a referral to the place that did mine. Have I ever shown it here?
With such "body modification" - tattoos, piercings, etc. - there
seems to be two main camps. Those that love it, and in fact, may even be
addicted; and those that think it's just wrong/stupid/don't get it.
I can't speak for everyone with a tattoo, but for me I'd say I wanted mine
as a means of self-expression mixed with a bit of rebellion? I did some
research, found a good clean shop with an original artist who would design
something based on my preferences. I'm happy with how it turned out. I
basically wanted something "pretty" and I think I got that, but it's
also got a bit of a wild edge to it that I like.
And I'm done. I had one thing in mind, got it done, the end.
And yes, it does hurt, but it's kind of a "hurts so good" kinda