Wearing My Faith on My Sleeve
Turns out, getting a tattoo on the underside of your left wrist hurts with an intensity I did not anticipate. Simply the shock of the pain dipped me ever so close to passing out. I didn’t dare look, of course, but the knowledge that needles were piercing through my thin skin, rattling the veins so close to the surface was enough to render me woozy. I had given birth without medication. I thought getting a tattoo would be easy. I was wrong.
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