July 8th, 2024
How do you commit to tattoos? They just seem like such a serious commitment, being there on your body for practically forever and all (yes I know you can get them lasered off but that's another expense and a Whole Thing). I’ve had some ideas but I can’t see myself getting anything while being confident that I’ll still want it in ten years. It has some parallels to my inability to commit to a fursona design, which of course is something infinitely easier to change with no commitment, so maybe it’s more of an identity problem than anything? Prior to cracking my egg I certainly had those issues as I was too disassociated from myself to form any real identity or self-image other than a sort of pathetic wet thing, and now that I have I’m working towards it but just not quite there yet. There’s no rush to get a tattoo, of course, but it’s something that’s on my mind’s backburner in the same way my fursona design is, the same way my identity is. Which parts of myself are authentic, which are bits and pieces I picked up to appear normal while I cruised through life on autopilot? Do I appear to others to be faking or lying when I try on new hats? I’m not trying to be a poser, I’m just trying to find myself, y’know? Why would I stay the same shell of a person for all my life? That would just be sad. Everyone should get the chance to grow and change, the expectation that a person stay the same forever is terrible.
Blogging from inside your walls,
Jackie