I have this low tolerance for needles. I really don’t fear them, but once they’re in me, my body knows. I can’t psych myself out enough to calm myself down. In fact, I’m daring enough to watch the insertion.

So, when I got pierced today, I was about to faint halfway through the process. The piercing took a lot longer than it should have. Writing about all of this just makes me queasy inside. It makes me weak. Of course, I remember the entirety of the event. I was talking a lot, but when I spoke, it sounded muffled. I was drenched in sweat. There were flashes of light. I focused a lot of my energy on talking it out with the piercer as well as moving my legs back-and-forth, something I learned whenever I was near fainting when donating blood.

Anyway, I got my lip pierced.

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