It was one of those days when my step-mom was being an A-class bitch. One of those days when the only time she opened her mouth was to yell at me, blame me for something, or order me around. Recently, this seems to be happening more often, so my frustration was built up quite a bit in the first place. She started yelling at me about something or other - I don't remember what it was about, I just know that it was pointless. Of course, I snapped back at her, and then she yelled some more, and then I yelled some more, blah blah blah. Typical teenager/parent thing.
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So finally, after the 'war' between us ended, I headed up to my bedroom where I could be alone. After laying on my bed and staring at my ceiling for roughly half an hour, I ripped a safety pin off of my pants (which are torn apart in the front and re-attached with the safety pins) and began to play with it. Then my thoughts of piercing something started.
I had been considering either a conch, anti-tragus, rook, or daith piercing for quite some time. So, feeling courageous and rebellious, I went into my bathroom and locked the door. I looked at each part of my ear, deciding which would look best. Then I felt the thickness of the cartilage on each part, trying to figure out which would be the fastest to do. While pulling on the skin on my anti-tagus, I realized that I had a little tunnel in between it and my snug that was cartilage-free. Figuring that that would be the easiest to do, I hopped up on my counter and started to push the safety pin through it.
Piercing is an addiction to me. I can only go a month at the most without at least attempting to pierce something. No matter how badly I screw it up, or how much it hurts, I do it anyway. So far, I have done my eyebrow and 4 holes on each ear (with safety pins... I'm beginning to see a pattern here) without many problems. (though I had to take my eyebrow ring out due to my mom having about 8 cows and policies at work). The problems I did have were just because I put in an earring with nickel in it (which I'm allergic to), and after sticking in an earring without nickel, it was fine in a few days. I didn't have any worries about my new piercing. Plus, I was too pumped up with adrenaline to stop.
At first, I couldn't get it through and I kept dropping the safety pin. After a while I got it right, and it went in really quick, which surprised me. Because my hands were starting to get clammy and I couldn't get a grip on the safety pin, I actually grabbed it with tweezers and shoved half of it through that way. Normally it takes about a half an hour to get it right (except for the eyebrow, which took a bit longer). I could feel the tip of it through the other side of my anti-tragus.
Of course it wasn't until after the safety pin was hanging from my ear that I realized that I didn't have any barbells or a CBR lying around. I opted for a small hoop earring instead. I figured that was good enough, because earrings weren't as thick as safety pins. Wrong. I couldn't even get the earring in, so I had to stick the pin back in and and had to finish pushing the pin through (which is the hard part).
After poking the safety pin around and causing more pain in general, I finally had it lined up with the original hole and could finish pushing it through. I find that this always takes a while to do, because of the way that safety pins are shaped - they get thicker and then jut in on a slight angle to form the bar, and it'd hard to push the safety pin in past the angle.
I pulled the pin out and put in the earring. This hurt a bit, because I had to find the path that the hole takes and push it in without murdering my ear. Now that the earring is actually in, it looks a bit odd because it's too big, but overall I'm happy with the result.
Though I did this myself, I would recommend going to a studio and getting someone who knows what they're doing to get it done. I didn't even have the sense to clean the safety pin. There's more of a risk of a piercing getting infected yourself, let alone not cleaning it. I guess the bottom line is, don't be a moron like me (but anti-tragus's are awesome looking).