Elena: my life stories (short stories) | book 1 | ✔️

Guaging my ears

After I suffered a great depression and grade 11, that I remember telling you that about my PTSD that that was one of the symptoms and it was a loyal bitch for coming out smelling like a rose on the other hand I ended up deciding well I'm gonna do what my ancestors did and stretched my ears gauge my ears make them a little bigger With bigger earrings or gauges as they're being said, I did not regret that though my mother did!   This is the story of my Crusade to keep my big earrings, called in my opinion or gauges in my ears and keep my sanity that being said, my mother was always worried about me being being bullied again especially in high school kids gonna be even more pickier than ever!  I ended up telling my mother I did not give a f*ck about the bullies nor the existence that being said it was very hard to say that as a compassionate human being, but I was getting up from being emotionally and physically rundown from my past and I didn't want to have to get rundown again so I ended up saying no I'm not taking out the damn earrings or what some people would call expanders! 
I wanted to keep my expanders in as much as possible in my ears. I got more as I ended up getting more holes in my ears. Something else that my mother did not really like at first, but had to deal with! When I was fully pierced with my pierced piercings at the time now seven piercings if you include my full ear that is still expanded or if you include my septum, I even gauged  that as well, my septum, but not to extreme length like some people would do to get attention. I just did it because my ancestors did it again. I never really did any of these things tattoos piercings stretching my piercings or doing gauging of my ears to rebel against people no I did not do that. My parents thought I was doing it to rebel or try to make a statement. The only statement I was trying to make is I am central Asian. I am Himalayan deal with it!
That was the statement I was making that there was no other statements rad or anything else that I was going for that required me to stretch my ears. I was not really a punk. I was more of a nerd and I lamb a bit of a nerd and a corn ball at times and that's basically it I'm not usually , a rebellious type unless I see that someone has being a shithead and treating my friends like shit then I will obviously catch wind of it and catch a temper and get angry. That is the only time I will be or get anything close to a grass so is if I hear my friends are being treated and being treated like garbage that being said other than that, I don't rebel.
It took me three counselling sessions to get through to my mother that this was not rebellion that this was just trying to expand my ears so I can be like my ancestors and she didn't understand that at first, but after a while, she started to deal with it and after a while, she started to accept it and tolerate it and then soon she didn't talk about it anymore. It wasn't a taboo subject. It was just That she's gonna do it anyway so you  got to her anyway!

-T.M.