By Maura Driscoll
Despite all the love that Susie may feel for Johnny now, it is just plain foolish to ignore the possibility that it won’t last forever. Clearly, Susie’s choice to permanently ink her body with a heinous tattoo proclaiming her love for Johnny after only knowing him for just under a year is absolutely ridiculous.
How does one know that his or her once passionate love affair won’t crash and burn within just a few months? And when it does, how will he or she cope with having a painful reminder of what once was, on top of mending his or her broken heart?
This firm stance on tattoos with the names or faces of boyfriends, girlfriends, husbands, or wives does not extend to the idea of tattoos in general. In fact, I happen to be a major advocate of tattoos. I believe that some things truly are worth having on one’s body for the rest of his or her life.
As a matter of fact, not all names or faces used as tattoos are necessarily reprehensible, either. For example, people often view inking oneself with the name or picture of a lost loved one as, rather than foolish and ridiculous, sweet and endearing.
Granted, there are always exceptions to the rule. I’m not narrow-minded enough to think that there are absolutely no relationships that exist in which love will be lost and tattoos will be regretted, but it’s always better to be safe than sorry.
Some may call me pessimistic, unable to accept that perhaps some people are so truly in love that it is entirely appropriate to tattoo themselves with the name of their significant other, but I prefer to view myself as a realist.
Forgive me for believing that only in fairytales does everything work out for the best, and that there is plenty of time in one’s life to have regrets.
It’s impossible to know that you will be with that special person forever, as things are constantly changing, and feelings for another person are no exception.
Why risk the grief of potentially regretting a tattoo that just serves as a reminder of your possibly unlucky past?