I feel like a complete fuck up. In total despair over my choice

My last tattoo was 4 years ago. I absolutely loved it. As soon as I finished it, I knew what I wanted next. I waited 4 years to get magnolias on my forearm. I fucked up. I trusted my tattoo artist too much because of how great the top half was. I let him draw it, and decide on the placement. God I wish I could go back every second of everyday. I wish I had edited so many things, but I was so confident it would just "look good" on my arm. I let him decide on the placement and the flow just feels so off. I feel even more like a fuck up because I got it before a vacation, and it will now interfere with my time in the sun/swimming and enjoying myself. My mental health is so fucked up, I can barely sleep. There's a few hours out of each day I convince myself I'm fine, and the tattoo looks fine, but most of the time, I have debilitating, heart wrenching anxiety. I feel so stupid for spending so much money on a peice I'm so unsatisfied with. Maybe that wouldn't matter if I loved it but I dont. I hate the way the flowers and the leaves look, and I hate the way it flows on my arm. It feels all wrong. It's been 3 days since I got it and I'm literally developing a sore throat. I can feel how my immune system is being effected. Please, someone help me just refocus, or find beauty in my despair. I'm so lost. And thank God for this community. I've read post after post, and while I feel a little less alone, I'm still unable to manage these intensely big emotions. Please help with words of kindness. I'm dying 💔