This morning I had to say a sad goodbye.
I said goodbye to something that’s become a part of me over the better part of the past 5 years – it’s tough to let go after this long.
But I put on my brave face. Wept a little weep. Shed a little tear.
And lifted the pliars.
I had to remove my left nipple ring.
It’s been giving tiny signs rejecting for the past year, and I noticed yesterday that it’s started to move dangerously close to the surface of the skin. So out it came.
I feel naked and incomplete.
Perhaps I’ll get it redone some day. Other than that, I still have my other three piercings doing quite well – and three outta four ain’t bad, right?