Mom With Over 800 Tattoos Called A Freak – Struggles To Secure Job As Businesses Won’t Hire Her

A mother’s two adoring children continue to look up to her as a role model despite the fact that her peers have called her a “freak.”

There are no innate flaws in the woman’s appearance. Instead, she’s covered from head to toe in “prison style” tattoos and refuses to stop getting more ink, claiming she’s an addict despite her inability to find a job and the verbal abuse she endures whenever she leaves the house.

Read on to find out how this mother exemplifies good parenting to her children.

Melissa Sloan, 46, is a Welsh lady who has had a love/hate connection with a tattoo gun for the past 26 years.

Since she was twenty years old, she has been collecting tattoos.

Now that Sloan has accepted that she is socially outcast, she is well aware that the more successful she becomes, the more challenging her life will be.

“It’s like when you have a [cigarette] or a drink, you get addicted. I can’t stop it now, it’s addictive, for me anyway. I just can’t stop it,” said Sloan, adding that since tattoo parlors started denying her, because she’s “beyond help,” she got her own kit.

She continued, “I carry the [tattoo] gun around with me in the boot, I’ll get one in the car or anywhere.”

Sloan continues to have her partner give her three “tattoos prison style” every week despite the fact that she is unable to find gainful employment due to the extensive ink covering her body and face.

She has around 800 inks on her body.

Sloan stated that she once cleaned toilets for a living, but that she now rejects similar labor.

“I can’t get a job. They won’t have me. I applied for a job cleaning toilets where I live and they won’t have me because of my tattoos…People have said I have never had a job in my life, I have had one once and it didn’t last long.” She continued, “But, if someone offered me a job tomorrow, I would go and work–I would take that offer.”

Sloan claims that she is treated like an outcast since she is unable to obtain a job, and that whenever she leaves her house, she is subjected to verbal attacks and mockery, as well as others pointing and gazing at her.

“Worse, the more I have the more they think I’m a freak. They jump out of the way and I think ‘what are you doing that for?’ It’s horrible,” she said. “I expected this in life, I can’t fit in with people as I like to be me and I’m always going to be myself.”

Sloan also claims she has been prevented from attending school events in which her two young children, ages 8 and 10, may be participating. Not even that can deter her.

“The kids say, ‘mum they’re looking at you’ and I say ‘take no notice of them,’” said the body art enthusiast, adding that her kids pick up on negative attitudes towards her. “They say my children will run away when they’re older, that’s heartbreaking.”

Sloan’s children already have a liking for body art, and she has likely influenced them and encouraged them to use her as a role model.

“They got some on their arms last night, they’ve got school so they will have to take them off,” Sloan said, about allowing the children to have temporary tattoos, with promises for permanent art in the future. “I tell them they’ll have better ones when they are older.”

Before she started getting tattoos, she was just another regular Jane. She uploaded photos to Instagram showing her face before she got any tattoos.

If you knew her back then, you wouldn’t be able to recognize her now.

While tasteful tattoos are perfectly acceptable, some people go too far.

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