i‘ve always hated my smile because my teeth are crooked. nothing horrible or anything, but just enough to be noticeable. and just enough to think about every time i smile or laugh and lingers in the back of my mind. i never smile with my teeth in photos. it’s always with my mouth closed. but today, i took a photo with my friends after a really fun pool party and i realized we all looked a little bad and a little sunburnt and our hair was crazy. i don’t know why, but i decided to really smile in this picture. i looked back at the photo a couple of hours later and i realized how much happier i looked than i did in the ones with a closed mouth smile. i think it’s one of my favorite pictures with my friends now
It’s cooler to own your happiness than fake your indifference. I’m happy with my friends, I’m happy taking photos, I’m happy when I’m with a cute boy. Why wouldn’t I smile?
Deciding to cut my lingering tethers to this parasite for good. 11 days in and my chronically sick body is healing :,) Not easy but trying to stop seeing this as a sacrifice but as freedom & an offering to my health!
