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I told my mom about my piercing; I cried. "Your beautiful face, Anabel, really, if you only knew". I sent her a picture, though, and I heard my dad in the background say, "I think it's pretty." My mom admitted she was just nervous about infection and blood clots because nothing can ever be normal and right with us. She told me I could tattoo my whole body and she'd still love me just the same, but be a little confused. I love my family. She ran into Ms. Towle, and Ms. Towle told her that, "Anabel has no idea how intelligent and brilliant that she is. She's rare, special." That was really nice to hear; I always feel stupid. I ate a while pizza last night: bbq chicken without the chicken; so fucking delicious. Life's good. I love being happy all the time with Tim.