Mae13
Special Needs Woman
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But sometimes we have to, don't we??
Well, it finally happened, I finally bit the bullet and did it. A few of you already knew I was facing this...this separation from something that has been near and rather dear to me for about a year now...
But for those of you who didn't know, here's the scoop:
Lots of you were around back when I did a rather lengthy post on my experience when I got my nipples pierced. My only distress was that I had let so many petty reasons keep me from doing it years and years ago when I first wanted to. I won't explain why I wanted them done, why I got them done...I don't really have the energy for it, and frankly I doubt many of you would understand it at all, so it's not really worth the effort to type out tonight
But, regardless, they have meant a lot to me for many reasons. Which leads up to the present...the fact that for the last couple months, my right one had been migrating. My body was rejecting it, and rather quickly growing it out of me. This is one of the things you risk when you get pierced, I just had hoped it wouldn't happen to me. It was at the point where the skin over the ring was so thin you could actually see the metals through it. Which meant I was at a crossroads...I could either take it out, or let it grow completely out, leaving me rather interestingly scarred, and more likely unable to repierce. Basically, my nipple would have looked like a lil pac-man mouth.
So...tonight was the night, and I removed my right ring. It hurt. Not physically, I barely felt that. It hurt my spirit. I don't know if anyone reading this can understand that. I know some of you are pierced as well...but for some it's purely decoration, not something that they give much thought to. But mine...what they meant to me, what they represented was much MUCH more than pretty decoration.
And of course, I chronicalled it all with my trusty digcam...and thought I'd share. Maybe some of you will appreciate the transition...maybe some of you will just say "mmmmm, booooobies" and be happy...either way, at least I'm contributing something to this world.
So get ready for another Mae series...
drink deep,
mae
Well, it finally happened, I finally bit the bullet and did it. A few of you already knew I was facing this...this separation from something that has been near and rather dear to me for about a year now...
But for those of you who didn't know, here's the scoop:
Lots of you were around back when I did a rather lengthy post on my experience when I got my nipples pierced. My only distress was that I had let so many petty reasons keep me from doing it years and years ago when I first wanted to. I won't explain why I wanted them done, why I got them done...I don't really have the energy for it, and frankly I doubt many of you would understand it at all, so it's not really worth the effort to type out tonight
But, regardless, they have meant a lot to me for many reasons. Which leads up to the present...the fact that for the last couple months, my right one had been migrating. My body was rejecting it, and rather quickly growing it out of me. This is one of the things you risk when you get pierced, I just had hoped it wouldn't happen to me. It was at the point where the skin over the ring was so thin you could actually see the metals through it. Which meant I was at a crossroads...I could either take it out, or let it grow completely out, leaving me rather interestingly scarred, and more likely unable to repierce. Basically, my nipple would have looked like a lil pac-man mouth.
So...tonight was the night, and I removed my right ring. It hurt. Not physically, I barely felt that. It hurt my spirit. I don't know if anyone reading this can understand that. I know some of you are pierced as well...but for some it's purely decoration, not something that they give much thought to. But mine...what they meant to me, what they represented was much MUCH more than pretty decoration.
And of course, I chronicalled it all with my trusty digcam...and thought I'd share. Maybe some of you will appreciate the transition...maybe some of you will just say "mmmmm, booooobies" and be happy...either way, at least I'm contributing something to this world.
So get ready for another Mae series...
drink deep,
mae