As I tirelessly strive toward a greater understanding of myself, I am always on high alert for the next subject I want to contemplate. I can’t just pick any topic and run with it. An internal chord needs to be struck and I need to feel a passion to seek a deeper understanding. That’s how I arrived on a subject like my tattoos.
As implicit as it may seem, I still must acknowledge that my coverage of this topic and the conclusions I draw are specific to my personal experience. Your stories, reasonings, and motivations may differ from mine, which is fine.
My tattoo stories happen to be rooted in
- low self-esteem
- depression
- passive aggressive cries for help
I currently have two tattoos and am scheduled for my third. Through a series of articles titled My Tattoos and Me, I am going to take you through the emotional states and rationale that led me to pay for these “permanent scars.” I will also openly discuss how I’ve coped and eventually come to terms with decisions of such permanence.
Hopefully, you will see the evolution of my psyche as I detail my entire experience of Round 3 from conception to aftermath. My intention is to thoroughly capture the state of my mind as rawly and authentically as possible. Because if you are considering taking this plunge then at the very least, it’s nice to refer to the insights of a fellow individual who has grossly overthought the topic and has not pulled any punches.
Stay tuned as I dive into My 1st Tattoo.
