Recently I have a newfound understanding of things that I did even a year ago. I realized that doing things for myself is alright. You don't need anyone else's permission to go and be yourself. This relates to everything you do.

This past summer has been a summer of experimenting for myself. I did the things that I always wanted to do but was too afraid too without getting express consent from those I know. I went and got a tattoo that made my mom cry because she thought I would regret it. Getting my ears triple pierced without letting anyone know that I was doing it. Having an impromptu naval piercing with my best friend. Finally dying my hair a fun color.

All of these things may seem like small things but in the grand scheme of things they were things that make me utterly and truly me. To be honest, I love tattoos. I love how they look at people and the secret story behind each one that someone has, however, my family is not as thrilled. Coming to the realization that's it my body and my choice was a step in the right direction. Doing it for me and being confident that I love what I got and I should flaunt it, no matter what anyone else may think about it.

This moves onto getting piercings. I love being able to express yourself by wearing art. Some of my close friends hate piercings but I personally have always had the attitude that it's up to you. So getting my belly pierced after a while of hearing about it makes you a tramp was something for me.

Finally my hair. For the longest time, my mom was always the one who had the final say in what happened on my hair. This meant to keep it simple with the cut, but the colors should be natural colors nothing funky. So I dyed my hair rose gold. Let me tell you I loved it. I was always envious of people who dyed their hair fun colors because I felt like I couldn't do that.

To me, all these things were coming to accept who I was. I am a fun loving crazy girl who has tattoos, and sorry mom but I want more, has a little rebellious streak and likes doing funky things with her style. These simple actions have helped me be me, and accept that this is who I am and who I want to be. I am not going to hide away because I am scared of what others think. I am going to flaunt it and love every second of the choices I make for myself.