Not that long ago I asked my husband if he had ever thought about getting a tattoo. His reply was something along the lines of “I’ve never had anything that life altering that I wanted to memorialize it on my body”, which I agreed with at the time. I have no problems with tattoos and get the idea, but what had happened to me that I wanted something on my body to remind me of? Nothing.
I have lost a baby, but don’t want to look at my body (outside of my stretchmarks, thank you) and be reminded. I have been to hell and back (and back again ad infinitum) with my addiction, but again, not something I want to be reminded of.
Enter Diabetes.
Life. Altering.
I can no longer live my life the way I was. I can no longer make the choices I was making and have a healthy life. I mean, sure, I guess I can not exercise and continue to eat crap. And literally die. NO THANK YOU.
Line drawn. Before HERE. | After HERE.
I looked my endocrinologist in the eye and said “I WILL DO BETTER”. And I am. I have been and will continue to do so. I will exercise. I will make better choices for my what goes in my mouth. I will learn about what I can do to improve my health.
I CAN.
That is the tattoo I want to get. I am not defeated by this diagnosis. I am changed by it. I am motivated by it. I am driven by it. I CAN CHANGE.
I got a temporary tattoo off Etsy with the words. I’d like something floral/vine-y with it. I’m looking at “where does a tattoo hurt the least” diagrams of the body (and yet, still be hidden from my parents!). I’m not the kind of person that is going to put this on my wrist. It’s going to be for me only. Ok, Jim will see it too! But still, it’s for ME.
Have any of my Readers gotten one? Any tips or tricks or advice?