Tattoos make me happy.
And I needed some happy. I needed to feel like me again. So, this is how I spent my afternoon.
I wrote a few posts ago about some lessons that I've learned over the past few weeks. I think that the overarching theme to these lessons is that life is too short to miss out on being really happy. Part of finding that happiness--the part I think I neglected over the last few months--is being true to myself. Being the authentic me. And the authentic me needs color and beauty in my life.
Sometimes, you (and by you, I mean me) need to step outside yourself, take a deep breath, and remind yourself of who you are and who you want to be. And I am the girl who loves taking chances. I love being brave. I love my tattoos and piercings. I love when my nieces touch my new ink and giggle and think I'm cool.
And I love that those little girls are seeing that finding happiness is a beautiful thing.
That tattoo is beautiful. So are you, and don't let anyone ever convince you otherwise. Something else you should know: you're writing at the moment is really excellent. Thought you'd like to know.
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Thank you swisslet. Sometimes, we all need to be reminded of those things. :)
Deleteugh. YOUR. I can't believe I came back to see if you'd replied only to find I'd left you a hideous typo! Apologies!
ReplyDeleteI do that all the time too. Usually I'm an important email. I blame auto-correct!
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