Saying Goodbye is hard to do...

Mae13

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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
 
Basking them both by my fire...

(Yes, they conduct heat and cold rather nicely...)
 
The last time to see them together, untouched....at least for a while.
 
The first step completed, it is open and ready now
 
Got some good detail in this one...you can see what I meant, about the thin skin on top... *sigh*
 
Just at the edge now...one more little twist and it's gone.
 
Mae

Thank you for sharing this sensitive subject with us.

I want you to know that I feel for your loss. You will always have our support.
 
There is something missing now, hopefully one day to be replaced...
 
And I do feel a bit imbalanced now. I am sure this will pass. It will take some getting used to though.
 
*touches your cheek*

Thank you Venda. It is funny, sometimes, how it is easier to spill your soul to strangers than to those who know you.
 
Well, I guess that's it. Now part of me is gone. Time to sit next to the remains of my fire sipping a cup of hot tea and wishing I had at some point had someone to share the warmth of the fire with in the time I lived here.

Good night Lit. Be well.
mae
 
... You know, it always hard for me to see tears on a ladies face - especially yours. Have faith, hon... You'll have a chance to have it repeirced soon enough.

*Hugs*
 
Ahhh, birdie bird...sometimes I feel as if I have enough for the world. But thank you nonetheless. You know I adore you, right? You are a good friend. You have to be, you understood my reasons for getting them done in the first place! It is a rare thing, and I treasure rare things.

*hugs*
mae
 
I feel for you having to do what is best 7 not what is wanted, but remember that you are a beautiful, sensual woman, with or without the jewelry.

My wife just got her tongue re-pierced last month ( she took it out when she learned she was pregnant) & I think she really missed it while it was gone. I don't have any holes in me that God or misadventure didn't put there, so I cannot personally relate, but i can empathize with you. like I said, your beautiful hon, & your pictures are the yardstick everyone on this forums measures themselves by!
:D
 
It's a rough thing, when you lose sometihng like that. While I myself am not into the piercing side of tihngs, as everyone knows, I am into the tattoo side of things.

When I got my left forearm tribal done, I was working industrial repair. Just limiting movement in the arm to prevent it from cracking and bleeding out ink is hard enough..but doing it while working is even harder.

Unfortunately, a co-worker let a gear get out of control, on a trans he had asked me to help with, and it came down on my freshly inked arm. Wel, my efforts to let it heal cleanly were pretty moot at that point. The majority of the ink in the upper portion of that tatt bled out very quickly. So then it was time to sit and wait for it all to heal, and then get it re-done. A similar train of thought, perhaps.

For the same reason I am not looking forward to the day when the someone realizes just how badly my back is thrashed, as it will mean cutting into my back piece...9 hours of work in that bit, and there's no way to tell how any scars might distort it.

And as some of you may know, most people with tatt's derive a very significant meaning from them, perhaps on the same level as Mae and her rings.

I am truly sorry for your loss, Mae.
 
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