When I was 16 my mom took my sister (13) to the mall and they both got their ears pierced. They called me a chicken because I was scared to have someone shoot a gun through my lobes. So, I finally gave in and had it done.
When I was 45 (after the divorce) I gave myself a b-day present of a tattoo. Mother was mortified that I had scarred myself like that and not to tell anyone in the family because it would make her look bad. I should have shaved my head!! |