Last Saturday, I had my very first tattoo.
The past year has been the toughest.
At times, I really felt like I had no-one to turn too and I was alone, so I'd walk to the sea and sit there by myself. It was only thing that could calm me down, I feel so at peace by the sea, so calm.
With moving from Plymouth to Kent, I can feel my stress levels rising. I've left everything that was familiar and comfortable.
This tattoo reminds me of that inner peace, that pure bliss that comes from the sea; but also, that there is more so much more that just the here and now. There is always hope, always a chance to strart again and find happiness.
Do you have tattoo's?
What do they mean?