This is my first tattoo. I got it on my birthday, December 15, 2012, the day I turned eighteen with my best guy friend, Keaton, at my side. I got it because throughout my life, I’ve always had a hard time with feeling insignificant, unimportant, unloved. I struggled the worst with it during high school, in my junior and senior year especially. My mom and I fought a lot and she would tell me that I was worthless and useless and that she didn’t know what she did wrong to end up with me. She may not have meant those things, but they still stuck. I started to resent myself and went through the lowest point in my life thus far, struggling with a deep depression. Some days I didn’t want to get out of bed, and by the time I reached my senior year, I had attempted suicide twice. It seemed like no matter who was in my life, no one could help me realize how important I was. I am now recovering from my depression, and am the happiest I’ve been in two years. So this tattoo will remind me how far I’ve come from those sad days in high school everyday, but more importantly on my lowest days, when I feel myself slipping back into the hole, and that even if I’m not significant to anyone else in the world, that I’m significant to myself. I couldn’t be happier with it and it was the best decision I’ve made.
This was done at Art Worx in Passdena, MD by an artist named Caroll. He’s a good friend of my best friends, actually, and he did an amazing job :)