Tattoo Removal After 9 Treatments

Sometimes I forget just how faded my tattoo is, how it’s a mere ghost of its former self. Then I see an old photo of me, one of the rare ones I allowed to be taken from me (tattoo) side, and I realize, oh yeah, it’s a whisper compared to the angry shout it used to be.


Here’s what it used to look like, before even a single treatment. This was taken on Easter Sunday, 2005. It’s almost solid black, not suited to the girl who wears it (me).

Here’s what it looked like yesterday, before treatment 10.

Amazing, isn’t it? I think so.