
Day 4 sober.
Woke up craving like crazy.
The kind where your brain is already halfway out the door before you even get out of bed.
Went to finish my half sleeve today.
Last time I got tattooed I was high out of my mind and barely felt anything.
Today I felt everything.
Every line.
Every shade.
Every second of it.
No escape. No numbing it out.
Just me sitting there, feeling it all and not running.
Still craving.
Still uncomfortable.
But I stayed strong.
Learning what it actually feels like to be in my own body again.
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