A little inspirational story

This is not a story about heroics, about going through extreme pain, the love of needles or the most beautiful mod I could think of at the time.  This story is not even about the piercing procedure either, but what happened after that.  You might even go so far as to say that my life was radically changed because of my nipple rings.  Since the actual piercing procedure has really nothing to do with my story, I have omitted it.  Sorry about that!

For the sake of having the necessary background knowledge, I will tell you that I did not have ?the best? of a childhood, and have been left with permanent emotional and mental scars.  I do not think I will ever look at myself as being desirable, or attractive in any way, although I don?t think society would ever classify me as ugly.  Deep down, I think I know I am attractive, but I will never show it.  The great part is that after every body modification I have got, I seem to be a bit happier with myself then before.  When I got my first and only upper arm tattoo, I became comfortable wearing sleeveless shirts; something I never thought I would do.  After I got my two tongue rings and then my center lip ring, I felt the need to smile more, because I thought my smile was that much more beautiful.  But my nipples were different.  Very different.

So there I was with a brand new set of nipple rings, which came to a new total of four bars through my nipples in total.  It was not a piercing I had my heart set on for years.  In fact, it was more of a random, ?What else can I get pierced?? kind of thing.  I was very happy with the outcome.  No complaints.  But at the piercing studio, I was told that double nipple piercings are very rare out in our small corner of the world, or as I like to call it, the Arm-pit of Hell.  That thought had never struck me before, quite possibly because I had never put much thought into the piercing in the first place.  None the less, they were great little things, and could not wait to show them off.  Here is where the story gets interesting.

So the next day at school, I showed my close friends.  Again, since I did not put much thought into them, my friends did not even know I was going to go get them done, so they were all shocked, but in a way where they could not take their eyes off them.  This made me feel weird.  I very rarely take my shirt off in public, that or I dive under the water really quickly when I swim, but I was  propelled to show them.  I wanted to.  Next thing I know, I am showing everyone of my friends.  That led to showing everyone of my acquaintances.  I had never taken my shirt off before, because I simply did not want to bare myself to the world, but now it almost felt like a joy to do so; something I could get my kicks out of.

The next day, me and my friends decided to go swimming.  I think I knew the whole time I was not going to go swimming, but I went with them anyways.  For the first time in my life, I walked through my small town without a shirt on.  It was like letting go of everything that was holding me back, and I tell you, that was one of the highlights of my life.  I had overcome a fear in my life because of four small little metal bars and a few beads to compliment them.  The best part about  going to the swimming hole with my friends that day was that at the same place my friends were going to go swimming, there was a group of people who usually make fun of me because of my appearance, but you know what?  I said Hi to them all, because I knew they were not looking at my green hair, my lip ring, my black nail polish, they were looking right at my nipples.  I took my shirt off for at least ten girls that day.  It was one of the best days of my life.

Since then, I have become comfortable walking around with no shirt on.  I feel comfortable changing in front of people; changing in front of women or even people who I would want to be my girlfriend.  I love looking down and seeing little bumps in my shirt, and I love the reactions I get from people.  No one I have ever met has ever seem a guy with four nipple rings, and they all seem fascinated by it.  I could not be happier with the out come.

For all of you contemplating getting multiple nipple rings, I suggest doing it.  And if you have self-esteem issues, that is just one more reason to do it.  I feel like body modifications have helped me crawl out of my shell, if you will.  Although, I will never fully crawl out, body modifications have definitely pushed me that much closer to my goal.

So here I am walking home after a soccer game today with my new friends and team mates that I had only recently met and become friends with.  We had lost a fairly humiliating game, but after that, we came out positive and wanting to practice for the next.  I felt a little hot, so I decided to walk home with them without my shirt on.  Now the whole time, not one person mentioned my nipples as we talked about improving our game, but I know I saw almost all of them get many quick glances just to see if they were not hallucinating.  I turned away and silently smiled as we all walked back home.