I’ve been thinking a lot lately. About life in general and about mental illness. About watching yourself and making sure you take care of your own mental health. About watching out for your coworkers, friends, and family. About making sure they all take care of themselves. I’ve been of the opinion for a long time that God puts you through some things so that later you can help others going through what you did go through or do go through. So I’m showing this picture of a tattoo I have. I just got it 2 weeks ago in fact.

There’s 2 meanings behind the tattoo one I readily tell everyone it’s the first thing you notice. So here is that part.

Six. Your back. Watch your back. I’ve got your back. We’re reminding you not to let someone sneak up on you, ambush you. We’ll back you up so you’re safe.

Six isn’t the only number on the clock. If your back is six, your front is twelve. Your heart, your face, your head. Your twelve.

Who is watching your twelve? Who’s got your twelve?

We’ve got your twelve. So do your friends, co-workers and family. More importantly, you’ve got your twelve.

Watch your head and heart. Look at yourself in the mirror and be honest with your emotions. Ask for help when you need it. Believe that things will get better. We’re here to remind you that all is not lost and you can complete a law enforcement career with your heart and mind intact.

We’ve got your 12.

The second meaning is represented by a tiny little detail that’s unusual being where it is. If you find it or want to know what it is look up “the semicolon project”.

This whole long post to say. I’m always willing to listen if you need it.