I'm 21 years clean and sober...



Five years ago in May my mum died.


I couldn't get over the grief. I nearly died I think from a broken heart.


Then my dad died seven months after, and I travelled to Canada to be with him on his deathbed like I was with my mum.


My mum's last name is Rose. She always loved red roses.


This pain it was like physical. I was getting iller and iller and iller. My friend came round one day and said, 'You're gonna die if you don't do something about this. The pain's killing you.'


So I just thought I'm gonna put a tattoo of a rose on my neck.


So that's my mum and that's my dad.


And now if I get that emptiness, I put my hand on it, and it takes it away. Physically, the pain goes. They're with me, on my neck.


So I'm glad I got it even though I'm an old gal now.


I'm 21 years clean and sober this year.


I went to prison. Every single day my mum sent me letters.


And when people say what did you get that tattoo for, I say out of love.


told by lainey


uk

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