Tattoos

So some people go off the deep end after a breakup, separation, divorce etc... some people lean to drugs, some people have promiscuous sex with strangers, some lean to drinking to take away the pain that we have endured with such a tragedy. I've just recently opened my eyes to what my coping mechanism is, I could have easily turned to drugs but I need my job, I could have turned to sex but I need get too attached too easily, I could have even turned to alcohol but I don't like drinking alone, but what I did turn to is tattoos. Ever since my ex-wife left me I recently noticed that I have been on a tattoo binge, I even discussed this with my friend who tells me that it is my way of coping which I don't deny. I can say that it's been less than a year since she left me but I don't think about her really anymore, I can't say that I don't 100% because that would be a total lie, she was in my life for 8 years. I just don't put any thought into her anymore and my friend tells me that I talk about it like it was years ago but to me I don't see any point to remembering the past or reliving it, it helps nobody. I think that all the tattoos I have acquired in the past 8 months have been because of the great pain that was inflicted on my heart. I've said that all the physical pain I have endured doesn't amount to the emotional pain that I suffered, for those 30 minutes, 1,3,6 hours that physical pain takes me away from this place where suffering exists. I write in this journal to one day look back and see where I was but my tattoos also serve as my journal that I place on my body and tell a story of where I've been. I can say with all honesty that I'm in a much better place then I was 6 months ago just covered in lots of ink, it's been therapy for me to endure that, it sounds like Sadomasichism but I guess it's kind of like it because I enjoy the pain a bit and it helps me to fully recover.