A Deeper Look Past the Tattoos and the Foul Language

Because you don’t understand and I really want you to.

I’m a very passionate person. Everything I do, I do with great enthusiasm. I’m a little animated in my mannerisms. If you spend any time with me in real life you’ll notice this almost instantly.

I’m really just a very colourful person.

So is my language. And half of my body. Lots of colour.

I’m also a very sensitive person. Like sensitive af. I’m working on this simply because I have to learn to not take things so personally. This could stem from years of childhood abuse and bullying from my sisters.

Who knows. It is what it is.

Im a very expressive individual and I’m a bit of a free spirit. I do this thing called whatever the fuck I want. More people should try it. It’s extremely liberating.

Anyway…enough about me


All my colours

This tattoo and foul mouthed thing. Let’s talk about that. Half my body is inked. The upper half. And lots of it. I love my ink. It’s a true reflection of my personality. Sparkly, bright and full of life. My ink tells a story.

A story of freedom, authenticity and independence.

My skin is the canvas and the artwork and the words are my life in pictures.

Now my potty mouth?

My favourite word is fuck, in all forms. When I am telling a story I use the word fuck as a sentence enhancer. I’ve talked about this before. Here’s an example in case you missed the last story:

“Oh my God Felicia that dress is fucking gorgeous on you!”

Felicia knows I love her fucking dress and she knows I think she looks smokin’ hot. She will smile all fucking day because of my passion. Isn’t that beautiful? I think it is.

But still to this day, I get judged, I get frowned upon, I get shunned because of my colourful expressions. I’ve blocked and banned more people from my Facebook page than Playboy has issues because of my colourful language.

I’m tired of all you people who love to point your finger at me and talk shit about me. I’m tired of people looking at my ink and assuming I’m a crack whore.

I’m tired of people telling me I’m uneducated because I swear a lot.

“Smart people don’t need to use foul language”. Fuck off Susan. You just got your ass kicked off my page. Who’s the dumbass now? If you would have just shut up, kept your ridiculous opinion to yourself and enjoyed the work I put into inspiring people around the world to be happy, you’d still be here.

But you don’t belong on my page or in my life. Your negativity is toxic. It is dark and ugly. I spent years living with toxicity and I choose not to do that anymore.

This is for you

To all the people who still love to judge those of us who are inked and swear a lot.

To all the people who think we are drug addicts and stupid.

To all the people who think we belong in the ‘low class’ league…

To the people who shit on me/us;

You don’t know my story. You don’t know where I came from or how I was raised. You don’t know a single solitary thing about me. How you can call me stupid or disgusting is beyond me.

I want you to know something about me. A few things about me actually. I think if you know these things, you may not be so quick to judge me anymore. You may have a clearer understanding of those of us who are inked and swear a lot, though I’m really only explaining myself to you here.

The sad thing is, I shouldn’t have to explain myself to anyone. No one should. But I feel if more people understand, then there will be less people who judge.

I was raised with no voice. I wasn’t allowed to express myself freely. I was told what to do, when to do it and warned not to do things. I was punished harshly when I broke those rules.

I broke all the rules. I desperately wanted to be me but I was never allowed. I had to be someone else most of my life. I was taught to conform to society, don’t be an outcast and ‘don’t embarrass the family’.

My life was never about me. It was about pleasing everyone else all the fucking time and paying a high price if I didn’t.

At first, my colourful language was me rebelling against society, authority and my parents. But the older I got, and the more I found my own voice, I realized I wasn’t rebelling anymore.

I was showing the world who I really was because for years I couldn’t. I wasn’t allowed to show you the real iva. The passionate, loving, vibrant and sensitive iva.

But I can now. And I do now.

I want you to see my passion on my body through my ink and if it doesn’t make sense to you, that’s ok. You don’t have to understand it. You just have to appreciate it. I wear my life on my skin because it’s a symbol of my freedom.

I want you to hear the passion in my voice in my stories because I have so much emotion inside me of that has been bottled up for so many years and I really want to share it with you. I use colourful language to share it. That’s how I get my feelings out. My true passionate feelings.

It’s hard to describe the person inside of me.

I want you to know that I’m the most loving and caring person you’ll ever meet. I want you to know that I’d do anything for anyone, yes even strangers.

I foster puppies and feed the homeless. I don’t have a mean bone in my body, I don’t judge people and I don’t speak ill of people.

I’ve lived a life of torment, abuse, bullying, addiction, depression and constant setbacks and disappointments.

All that is behind me now. I’ve overcome all of it and stand proud and tall of the woman I am today.

Many of you would never be able to walk half a mile in my shoes and I wouldn’t wish that on anyone anyway.

What I wish on you, is that you’d take a minute to get to know the person behind the ink and the foul mouth.

Am I uneducated because I swear a lot? The answer will shock you.

I’ve been in and out of college more times than the average person. I have 5 diplomas/certificates (Correctional Worker, Personal Trainer, Banking, Hairstylist, Feng Shui Practitioner) and have managed to trade in my 25+ year hairstyling career for a freelance writing career, by myself.

I run a successful website, Pinterest account and Facebook page. I did all that by myself too.

I’ve written 3 books, a self help guide, a beginner’s guide to Pinterest and a fun book on hairstyling.

I help people see the good in life, leave the troubles and hurt from the past behind, embrace change, flick fear and go live the life they deserve. I spend up to 12 hours a day on my website, Facebook page and Pinterest account to motivate, inspire, empower and help people.

So am I uneducated because I swear a lot? I think not.

I have street smarts and book smarts. Am I smarter than you? Of course not. But I’m not dumber than you either. We are all really smart at many things. We are all unique and wonderful and amazing in our own special ways.

I need you to know that though your approval of me isn’t necessary, a clearer understanding of me and my life is. It makes me sad when you judge and hate on me.

You don’t even take any time to get to know me. I could be your next best friend or your Angel in disguise. If only you’d give me a chance.

But you don’t.

I’ve been hurt by people like you all my life. The world is full of hurt and broken people. We hurt each other with words and judgment.

It has to stop.

When will it stop? What example our we setting for our children? The future of the world. We need to be teaching our children to look past the skin into the hearts of others. We need to stop telling children that people who have tattoos and swear all the time are bad.

We need to encourage our children to be themselves, let them express themselves and be kind to one another. We need to teach our children that love is always the answer.

So please. Stop judging me and calling me stupid. I’m not stupid. I’m not a drug addict and I’m not a loser.

I’m really a sweet, loving, caring and sensitive soul who just wants people to hate less and love more.

I love you ❤

Peace and Love

xo iva xo

Self help Guru|Expat|Website: https://amazingmemovement.com/ mini self help eBook series here: https://books.amazingmemovement.com/

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