Mom with over 800 tattoos called a ‘freak’ struggles to secure a job because of her look.

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

The woman’s appearance has no inherent defects. Instead, she’s covered in “prison style” tattoos from head to toe and refuses to stop getting more ink, claiming she’s an addict despite her failure to find work and the verbal abuse she receives whenever she leaves the house.

Continue reading to learn how one lady demonstrates exemplary parenting to her children.

Melissa Sloan, 46, is a Welsh woman who has had a love/hate relationship with tattoo guns for the past 26 years.

She has been accumulating tattoos since she was twenty years old.

Sloan has embraced her social pariah status, and she is fully aware that the more successful she becomes, the more difficult her life will become.

“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 went on to say, “I carry the [tattoo] gun around with me in the boot, I’ll get one in the car or anywhere.”

Sloan’s partner continues to give her three “tattoos prison style” every week, despite the fact that she is unable to find meaningful job owing to the massive ink covering her body and face.

She has over 800 tattoos 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, maybe 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.

No one should ever pass judgment, but we can see why companies might be wary of having her represent them.

We pray this woman’s children learn from her mistakes and are never made to feel like outsiders themselves.

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