I was seventeen when I got my first tattoo and I thought I was pretty cool.
But that one tattoo looked a bit lonely on its own, so I got him a friend and then another friend, and another. I wanted to look tough. To make me look a bit meaner I also decided to stop shaving and to stop combing my hair which was long at the time.
REBELLING OR HIDING?
I never considered that I was trying to hide behind my image. At the time I saw it as rebelling. Continue reading “Universal Medicine Before and After – the Man beneath the Tattoos and Dreads”