My son helped shape me into who I am today.
My son helped shape me into who I am today.

I Know What It is Like To Be Judged With One Look, I Am Covered In Tattoos

People take one look at me and think they know who I am, but I can’t tell you how wrong they are. I am a family man. I am religious. I’ve gone through a lot in my life and I have turned out a better man because of it.
When I was a teen, I was mixed up with a few bad kids. It happens more than you think. I got my first tattoo at 15 years old. It’s awful, done in a friend's house by my friend. My reputation only got worse, and it soon caught up with me. When I was 23-years-old, I landed in jail. By that time half my body was covered in tattoos. I was a walking cliché.
Of course I got the traditional prison tattoos to add to my collection. But it was also in prison that my life started to change.  I took some classes on subjects I liked.
I began to have an interest in education. I started reading, which became my new hobby. Then I began seeking religion. I know how cliché that sounds, but that’s my story. I became passionate about things and I, for once in my life, actually cared about my future and myself. After prison I was fortunate enough to land a job, where I met my wife. 
I continued getting tattoos, the subjects and meanings may have changed, but I love all my tattoos; they tell my life story. Some of my tattoos reflect my past, others my future. 
They’re a reminder of what I went through and how far I’ve come. My newer tattoos reflect who I’ve become. My latest tattoo I had my baby sons name tattooed across my chest.
“My newer tattoos reflect who I’ve become.”
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