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There was something I've wanted to do for about a year now, that that was getting my ears pierced. It's probably true that I went from the golden child to a demon child since I came out of the closet back in 2013; a little more loose and accepting with morality, a little more loose and accepting with alcohol, a little more loose and accepting with tattoos, and a little more loose and accepting with body jewelry. I just see it as another way of self expression.
Okay, I have to admit, I didn't really contemplate ever getting my ears pierced until my ex boyfriend did it. I was a little bit frustrated with the idea that a boy would get his ears pierced, but you know what, they kind of looked good, and they did help with his appearance in a psychological way instead of a physical one. It rather makes a statement in of itself, that you go against social norms and conservative viewpoints, that you are an independent person, capable of making your own decisions, and that you are proud to be who you are.
I decided that it would help with my own image as well. It was something that I wanted to do for myself, to put out the same visual statements. Also, I was just entertaining the thought of getting my ears pierced in the mirror one day, immediately thought that I would reject the idea all together. However, something unexpected happened. The thought stayed, it wasn't welcome or unwelcome, but in the mirror I thought to myself that it would look kind of cute. I really wanted to create some uniquely identifying asymmetry to my character. It does look rather attractive right now, but the end result will be small hoops hanging from the top of my left ear (yes that is my left in the picture, I know I flipped it, but that is how I see myself in the mirror).
So, after I got my tax return in, had a little spending money, I told myself that I would rather do this for myself than anything else. I really wanted it, even more than a desktop computer. I looked up online of places I could do it at, went to a wonderful piercing studio called Iris Body Piercing, and spent about $200 to have a gentleman stick me a few times with a giant needle (yes it hurt for a second, but the pain subsides quickly). So here I am, four piercings later, satisfied, pleasantly happy, and a little more defined.