I started this diary of the tattoo healing process because I assumed there would be something to report. I’d googled it a bit and I was aware of horror stories such as waking up the first morning after with the tattoo stuck to the sheets and pulling out half the ink trying to get it…
(Or maybe the first full one? I’m not sure.) Anyway, this is what I was worried about last time I posted:
Today I went for my first ever tattoo. It was a big deal for me, made bigger by the fact that I’m the sort of person who worries about every single thing that could go wrong as if all of them could happen at once. But it was also a big deal because I’d wanted…