I sometimes joked, "Someone really needs to write the piece where it doesn't end up in a dumpster fire. Like, 'It Happened to Me: Bad Shit Happened, But It All Worked Out in the End'".
“In 20 years of tattooing, I’ve seen some ridiculous things, but you’re the first to fart on me.”
Every day of 2015 was a bad day, even if I chose to have a good day.
Many people of my many ethnicities will not accept me because I am not “enough” of that ethnicity to “count.”
It was the hardest experience I have ever gone through. I was a stay-at-home mom with no children in my home.
My doctor was not taking my endometriosis pain seriously, and it was time to advocate for myself.