Getting Inked–No Squids Were Harmed in the Making of This Video
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This is not the picture of an injury, but rather the picture of a choice… the choice to get my first tattoo! Under that layer of gauzy black is a dragonfly. The left wing is an E, the right a B (for our children’s names), and there is a semi-colon in the middle as a reminder to stay healthy–“The semicolon represents the fact that you have complete power over yourself, and can choose to keep fighting, even if you feel like giving up at times.” from Project Semicolon about mental health awareness. It is a reminder that I am a depression survivor but I always have to be surviving. Not like how I used Survivor the show to help me start a fire without matches, because that was more a fail video.
And, spoiler alert. I got my second tattoo already. I know, I’ve become a cliche with the ‘once you go black, you keep going back.’ That’s the correct saying, right?! The second one was a planned family outing. Sisu is a Finnish word with no direct translation but could mean true grit, determination, and never giving up. That seems to fit with my year and my life and now it is a permanent reminder even when my socks are on. Win/win.
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