19 Y/o and Regretting Fresh Ink. Mexico, MX

Hello everyone!
I'm a 19 year old girl who got an instantly regrettable ink on herself two weeks ago. It was not my first tattoo, so I didn't think I would regret it. But now I think of it as my worst mistake ever! Sucks big time. It's my third tattoo, but the first one without any meaning whatsoever, and I wasn't pleased with the result either. So I decided to be mature from now on, and work hard to get it removed. I know it's going to take 10+ sessions, using the Alex Tri Vantage laser because that's my nearest laser available :( And each session is approx. $130 USD. I'm starting on june and will share updates on every session.
Tattoo is mostly thick black lines and the colory-center of the peacock feather's eye.
Sometimes I feel depressed about the long time I expect to fully remove it (1 year and a half to 2 years) but I try to look at it as a lesson about decision-taking and try to focus on other things. I remember to myself that it is placed near to my heart and the healing process will be quicker than if it was placed somewhere else.
Greetings to everyone else who is or will be going through this journey! We can do it

Hi all, thought I could update this with the reasons why I'm getting my new tattoo removed.
I'll write it mostly for me, because I need to be my own counselor and cheerleader, whenever I start to feel down (like today) because of the tattoo.

Tattoos aren't meant for everyone, sadly I learned it the bad way.

I have lived with body dysmorphic disorder (BDD) almost my entire life, always pointing at the mirror the things and physical traits I didn't like about myself, and always dreamed of changing them. Yeah I considered a couple of plastic surgeries to be done in some future. I've never been 100% confident of my body, and being self conscious most of the time.
I've also dealt with chronic depression for a long time in my life, and I happened to get this tattoo at a moment when I was feeling down. Ever since I got my first tattoo (on thigh) I enjoyed the sensation of it and planned ahead to get even more. I started to admire Suicide Girls and the overall look of the alt. people, have also been attracted to tattooed guys as well. I wanted to eventually be covered in tattoos too. Boy was I wrong.
I used to think if I covered my body with ink, I would stop seeing those flaws I hated about myself. I didn't like my ribs. My solution? -get tatted. But I ended hating it even more. Now I can't stand the idea of covering the rest of my body and have to look at the same pictures on my skin for the rest of my life.
Don't get me wrong- I still love tattoos. I still enjoy looking at tatted guys and girls, and will always think they are hot. But not me. I found out this is not the way I want to look for the rest of my life, and is not helping either with my BDD.
Yes, I felt even worse when I realized the removal process was going to take at least 2 years of my life. But I don't even care at this point, when I take an insight of my ink-free body again, and having confidence once again. This whole experience has made me more grateful for not having a lethal disease, or not missing an arm, etc. Somehow made me grateful for being complete, healthy and alive.
In my early teens I dealt with severe acne and a bad short haircut, so I know how it is like to wait for years till you get to a certain look you are confident with. So I know I can do this. It's not gonna be as easy, but like everything else, you get to be stronger and wiser after every life lesson.

So I had one of those nights...
I couldn't sleep.
Well, it was more likely because I had a nap during noon, and then I ate a couple of chocolate ice cream servings when I woke up, so... Hahaha.

I had this stressful nightmare (napmare should I say?) where I already started my laser treatments, and took it really bad... I also was dealing with removal on a tat on my face- wth?? That felt incredibly real I could feel the laser heat on my cheeks! When I woke up I felt relieved it had been only a dream- the face tattoo part, because my rib ink still was there, happy to find a home on my skin.
I continued to do my research on tattoo removal, what has turned to be a daily routine since I got it. I keep counting the days and possible dates of my treatments, and around june 20s of 2017 I'd be on treatment 15, or so.
I felt anxious by this thinking. Because of lots of things. I don't know if I can commit to such a long experience of not doing many things, of stress, of pain during treatment and healing days... I don't know if I will be pleased with the final result after being waiting for such a long time...
Then I remember, why did I get this in first place? I can't deny it was impulsive... But it is also true I didn't like my body before.
So, why not accept my mistake... maybe I can get used to it and accept a new perspective of my body, I mean if I didn't like the way it looked like when it was ink-free, how am I going to like it if it ends with a ghost image... after years of pain and patience...
I looked up some images of girls with stomach tattoos, they were inspiring and definitely made me feel better. Who knows, maybe I get to like tattoos on me after all. Maybe I was meant to have them. Maybe I can find a way to work mine out. Maybe I can feel confident again and learn to live with it and love it. Maybe...
My idea is to add another feather in scaling size below this one, like so.. I need to think seriously over this. I really don't know if I can handle the laser...