Alright, let me tell you about this “family over everything” tattoo I just got. Been thinking about it for ages, and finally just pulled the trigger. Here’s the lowdown:
First off, the idea. Family is HUGE for me. Like, seriously. They’re my rock, my support system, the whole deal. I wanted something that showed that, something permanent. I tossed around a bunch of ideas – names, dates, little family portraits (lol, no) – but “family over everything” just felt right. Simple, direct, and to the point.
Next up: finding the right artist. This was crucial. I wasn’t about to let just anyone near me with a needle. I did my research, scrolled through a ton of Instagram profiles, and finally landed on this dude down at a local shop. His line work was clean, his lettering was solid, and he seemed like a chill dude to talk to. Booked a consultation right away.
The consultation itself was pretty straightforward. Showed him the phrase I wanted, talked about font options, placement, size – all that jazz. We messed around with a few different fonts on his computer, finally settled on something clean and slightly stylized. Decided to go with my forearm, inside, so I could see it easily. Figured it’d be a good reminder.
The day of the actual tattoo? A little nerve-wracking, not gonna lie. I’ve got a few other tattoos, but this one felt different, more meaningful. Got to the shop, the artist had the stencil all prepped and ready to go. He cleaned the area, slapped the stencil on, and boom – time to get inked.
The pain? Eh, it wasn’t too bad. Forearm tattoos are generally pretty manageable. It’s a little stingy, a little scratchy, but nothing unbearable. We chatted while he worked, just shooting the breeze. Took maybe an hour and a half, tops. He was super precise, made sure every line was perfect.
Afterward, he wrapped it up, gave me the aftercare instructions (wash it gently, keep it moisturized, avoid the sun), and sent me on my way. I paid, tipped well, and bounced. Honestly, I was stoked. It looked exactly how I’d pictured it.
Now, the healing process. That’s the boring part. Just gotta keep it clean, keep it moisturized, and resist the urge to pick at it. It’s been a few weeks now, and it’s healing up nicely. No infections, no weirdness, just smooth sailing.
The final result? I love it. Seriously. It’s a simple tattoo, but it means a lot to me. Every time I look at it, it reminds me what’s important: family. And that’s something worth having etched on your skin.
- Would I recommend getting a “family over everything” tattoo? If family is a core value for you, then absolutely.
- Any regrets? Nope. Not a single one.
- Tips for getting a tattoo? Do your research, find a good artist, and follow the aftercare instructions. Simple as that.
Final Thoughts
So yeah, that’s the story of my “family over everything” tattoo. A little pain, a lot of meaning, and a permanent reminder of what matters most. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna go call my mom.
