Why did I pick roses as my 6th tattoo?
The answer to that would be simple and short: To divulge my feminine side.
Growing up as a feminist, especially if you’re gay, was and has been a bumpy ride for me. I came across such traumatic and nerve-racking experiences that took place in secondary and high school, prevailing my sanity and freedom. I was mentally and physically bullied continuously due to my sexuality; and to be really frank, I was thrown into a blue funk each time it betided. To make it worse, they’re still haunting me to date. I could conjure up everything in detail, yet I wouldn’t wish to give anyone the benefit of the doubt.
Thanks to those bullies who happened to be classmates and never failed to stifle the word “faggot” just to put a damper on my courage and wisdom. Without you, I wouldn’t be able to find my voice of humanity, stand up for what is right, and fight for equal rights.
Though I am scarred for life, I wouldn’t hate you, nor would I let my resentment build up. I’ll simply let it go, mainly because I don’t want to be part of you—I’d rather see what the future has in store for me and all of us as human beings. We deserve to be treated equally with respect and love. x “You may break, you may shatter the vase, if you will, But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.” ~Thomas Moore