So the school year is coming to a close, and I can honestly say I am excited for the next school year to start already! I am excited to start my thesis, meet new people, and see what this world has in store for me.
Over the course of this school year, I have had an addiction, some would say a very unhealthy one, to tattoos. I got my first one on my birthday, August 24th, and now I have a total of 9 tattoos. 3 on my feet, 1 on my calf, 1 on my hip, and 4 on my arms.
My first one meant a lot to me because it is my bodybuilding number, #76. It was my reward for all the hard work I had put in when I was only 15, and it reminds me that I can do whatever I want in life, as long as I put in the hard work and dedication.
Sure, a lot of my tattoos are impulse tattoos. The one I have on my right forearm is a small flash tattoo from Friday the 13th in January. 5 of my tattoos, 2 on my left arm and the 3 on my feet, are all stick and poke tattoos. However, they all have some meaning to me.
But, the one tattoo that means the most to me, is my most recent tattoo. The whole idea for this tattoo has been years in the making. Ever since my depression started, and I began self-harming, I always wanted a rose on my arm that said this. The term “blossom,” for me, comes from a quote I made up when I was younger that says, “I grew thorns as I blossomed.” And of course, I have always loved American Traditional tattoos. So, this was made.
Honestly, you can still see the scar, right between the two S’s. But you know what? I can’t escape everything that has happened to me, and everything I have done to my body. However, I can make the best out of it.