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Farewell to the belly ring April 30, 2008

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Yes, I FINALLY did it!!! Nobody ever understood why I could never change out my belly ring, but I was too scared. I got it pierced about 13 years ago and I passed out as soon as it was done. I remember coming to and looking up in to the eyes of the big tattooed guy who had just pierced the skin out of my belly. He had a sprite in his hand knowing I would need sugar and the first thing he said to me was, “This isn’t really good for business you know.” Yeah, thanks guy…I feel much better now.” He scrapped me off the concrete sidewalk and then made me lay inside on one of the piercing beds until I got some color back in my face.

The next day I woke up and went to turn the ring like I was told, but in all my stupidity, I didn’t get it wet or lubricate it first…no…I just grabbed that sucker and turned it dry…ripping all the skin that had reattached itself through the night. You can imagine what happened next…yep…I passed out again and I don’t think I was ever the same again.

I use to see cute belly rings on other girls, but I never had the courage to change mine out even though all my friends told me it was the easiest thing to do. They told me it was just like changing out earrings, but there was no convincing me. What can I say? I had issues.

I finally came to peace with it, but then I met this guy who’s opinion mattered a lot and it started the whole process all over again. He use to tell me all the time how I should change it out and I knew he was right, but it didn’t change the fact that I didn’t have the courage to do it. It just made me even more self-concious because then I felt like I had to change it out for him. You want your man to think you’re the sexiest woman alive and to know he wants to change something about you can make you feel a little insecure and that’s not a good feeling. I wanted to do it…believe you me…more than he wanted me to do it…I just couldn’t.

Well…I’ve been on this whole self-discovery path…learning about me and letting go of stuff from the past…feeling lighter and healthier and happier. In all this freedom, I knew I had to face this fear of the belly ring. Something inside told me it was time…that I needed to do this NOW so I marched myself in to Psycho tattoo, bought a new ring, and asked the sweet piercing guy if he would change it out for me. I told him all about my first experience so he was fully aware of what he was getting himself in to, but he didn’t seem to flinch a bit so I thought, “hey…I can do this…if he’s cool, I’m cool.” 

I laid back on the table and immediately clinched my entire body in to one stiff solid mass holding my breath, as my feet wriggled back and fourth. I waited with bated breath for the pain or all the old memories to come rushing in, but then the silence was broken by words I’ll never forget, “Well, that wasn’t so bad, now was it?” “What? You’re done? Really? Really, really???” He said, “Yep…you bet…well stand on up and check it out…it’s like a whole new you.” I couldn’t have said it better myself…it was a whole new me. I wasn’t exactly sure who the girl was in the mirror looking back at me, but she sure did seem a lot more confident and happy and damn proud of herself. I think I literally skipped out of the room and I must have glided all the way to my car because I don’t remember feeling my feet touch the ground. It was the best feeling in the whole world because I did it…I changed out the belly ring! Hail to the belly!!!