To be honest, I went and ha it done as a pick-me-up. I was really depressed and decided to get my PA stretched. The combination of getting a "new" piercing and and endorphin rush I knew would pull me out of the rut I was in so I could try to move forward. While talking to the piercer, who happens to be a friend, she states that she thinks she has decides she wants to become a genital piercing specialist. However, lots of the piercings are pretty intense and she needs practise but not many people get a lot of the piercings. She said she needed a masochist or something. I instantly put up up hand and we both laughed.
It was exactly what I needed and though I still feel stressed, I am no longer depressed, and I have more awesome junk in my... Well... Junk.
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