At A Glance
Author	stephanie
Contact	xstephaniex@sbcglobal.net
IAM	xstephaniex
When	Two years ago

A disclaimer: I did this piercing myself. Don't use this as an excuse to do a piercing yourself. It's not a good idea - too many bad things can come from this. I'm not endorsing DIYs at all, just sharing my experience.

Most kids see something on TV and decide, hey, that looks cool! I want to do THAT! I was one of those kids, when I was first exposed to multiple ear piercings and non-ear piercings. I thought they looked be-yoo-tiful.

Unfortunately, my parents didn't quite agree.

I wanted multiple ear piercings when I was 12. They promised that when I turned 13, I could get it done. By age 15, I still hadn't been allowed to get a second hole in my ear, so I didn't even try asking for an eyebrow piercing, which I had seen on someone walking by while I was at the mall. I had gone home and told my parents about it, and they just said no, you're not getting it done.
I was fed up by that point, and I decided hell, I did extra holes in my ears myself and got away with it, why can't I do this? So, I did.

I, knowing nothing at the time about non-ear piercings, found a very cool EARring at a fair for about five bucks. It was your normal everyday earring, very thin wire that snapped shut into a hoop. I thought it was pretty, and it looked about the right size, so I picked it up. I was excited by this point. I was going to look so pretty with this.

I went home, earring in hand, and set about getting ready to pierce myself. I grabbed an ice pack from the freezer to numb the skin, a brand-new sewing needle straight from the package (so I knew it was sharp), some paper towels to clean up any blood, and of course, the "piercing jewelry". I didn't think about sterilising anything - I've always been a rather illness resistant person, and I've never had any infections - so I figured it wouldn't get infected. I don't think I even knew what the word hepatitis meant at the time.

I sat down in front of my mirror with my things placed about me, and set the ice pack to my left eyebrow to numb the skin. After a couple minutes, everything felt good - or, rather, didn't feel, since the skin was totally numb and would be for a good few minutes. I picked up the sewing needle, and determined a good placement for the piercing. I pulled the skin out to make it easier to piercing, and shoved the needle through the bottom of my eyebrow, going towards the top. I fiddled around a little bit, getting the exit hole to line up straight with the entrance so it wouldn't be crooked; I would not have a crooked piercing. I pushed the needle harder and it came out, and I looked in the mirror and had a beautifuly straight eyebrow piercing, currently with a sewing needle in it. I was tempted to leave it like that, but I didn't, taking the needle out and attempting to put the earring in the piercing. I didn't realise at the time you shouldn't take anything out of a new piercing, and it hurt like hell trying to get that earring in. After a couple tries I got it, and cleaned what little blood there was up.

Then I realised I had a problem. I couldn't close the earring. The way it fastened was the part that went through the skin actually bent and went inside the hoop itself, and I couldn't quite get it shut. Well, I figured, oh well. I'll get it closed eventually.
Now came the scary part - showing my parents. I decided not to say anything and just went about my normal business, and when my mom saw she flipped out on me, yelling at me why did I do that to myself, what the hell was I thinking, etc. She said I could keep it but since she hated the sight of it, I wasn't allowed to wear it around her. I don't know if she realised that you can't take the jewelry out of new piercings out at all and was using that so the piercing would get messed up, or not, but I was forced to agree, even though I had a feeling that my piercing wouldn't heal right and I told her so. She said it was my problem, then went to call my step-father who was away on a business trip. He came home a few days later and all but chased me into my room, where I slammed the door in his face and locked it so he wouldn't be able to yell at me anymore. I looked at my piercing in the mirror and decided it was still worth it though, so I kept the piercing. I kept it in at all t imes except when my mom was taking me to school, picking me up, and at dinner, but it wasn't enough - the constant in and out irritated the piercing, as much as I cleaned it with saline and sea salt soaks (I don't remember where I'd heard that they would help, but it was one thing I did alright) and as mild soap as I could find (still not the right kind, but close). I noticed it starting to get red around the edges, and it was constantly scabbing over, so I finally took the ring out and gave up. My parents had defeated me, so I would wait til I was 18 and able to get it legally done.

Now I'm 18 and have plans to get the same eyebrow pierced, along with an anti-eyebrow below it, properly and professionally. It's definitely worth waiting for.