25/05/2026
Spent years trying to make myself easier for people to handle.
Quieter.
Softer.
Less emotional.
Less intense.
Less “me”.
But the older I get, the more I realise how exhausting it is living your life trying not to take up too much space.
Truth is, I’ve fought hard to become this version of myself.
The one that laughs loudly.
Feels deeply.
Creates freely.
Loves hard.
And stopped apologising for being a bit rebellious around the edges.
That’s probably why tattooing means so much to me.
It’s not just art.
It’s people reclaiming themselves.
Their stories.
Their bodies.
Their confidence.
Their identity.
I think a lot of us are just trying to find our way back to ourselves after life’s knocked us about a bit.
Anyway… here’s me romanticising life at a castle like the emotionally chaotic Irish woman I am 🖤
