I wanted to get my shitty hand tatt removed before getting a new one. I got it on my 27th birthday when I was grieving my abusive dad and what a mistake it was to get it. my body knew exactly what it was getting into and kept screaming at me but I refused to listen. I was sick for 2 days after. but now i’m thinking of getting it “fixed” or like… covering it with another beautiful tatt—reclaiming that part of my (inked) skin. which feels more symbolic to how I let go of my grief and by extension the weight of the harm I endured growing up. I can’t erase the past but I can alter it. I can rewrite it on my own terms. I am, after all, releasing the identity of a trauma survivor. ;)