I’m sitting in a tat parlor waiting for my fiery battle scar. I’ve been thinking about this for the past two years. I finally decided it was time. I picked the image, chose the place and boom. It’s happening. I can’t wait to see what it looks like on the other side. It’s the outward face of my pain.
The face of my pain has appeared on the outside of my body. I subjected myself to 6 hours of exquisite pain today and came out on the other end just fine. This was not pain that my body inflicted on me. I inflicted this pain on my clusters, my migraines, my daily chronic headaches and my narcolepsy. They’ve taken so much away from me and it was time to tell them to stop! Enough was enough. I have my first battle scar. The pain can be seen on the outside of my body, but that pain, I control. I cause and I initiate. It is my own pain. It was amazing. At times it caused my scalp to pulsate uncontrollably. I’m not sure how it happened, but it was unusual. Other times, the needles hardly bothered me. Most of the time, I was able to control the pain through biofeedback breathing exercises. Most important, I controlled this pain. It did not control me. My pain has two faces now. It will always come. I can’t stop that, but I will make it leave.
cazandoconejos 