Tomorrow at 9 am I will begin a journey of fixing my pearly whites. I'm filled with so many emotions because this has been a loooooooong time coming. I mean a couple years in the making. I'm excited, nervous, anxious, scared, everything. I cant really pinpoint one specific emotion all I know is I cant wait to see the end result. As far as I can remember I've always had a love/hate relationship with my teeth. Not to sound shallow, but I'm really big on appearance and I believe when you first meet a person the teeth is the first thing they notice. That may or may not be true for some but I know for me I always notice a person teeth before anything else. Yea call me crazy but that's just me.
As a teen I knew that I had a pretty decent smile. I was never shy about taking pictures but what made me nervous was talking to people. It didn't matter who you were, be it my friends, family, or people I just met I was insanely insecure. I felt like everyone saw what I saw a hideous grill..lol. It didn't matter how many nice words of encouragement I got from my friends and family about my smile I felt that it was bad and I desperately wanted to change it. I started to notice how my feelings for my teeth affected how I would talk to people. I made it a point not to talk as much and when I did talk I would talk with a mumble so I didn't have to expose my teeth so much. I would be around people having in depth conversations and I knew I had something I could contribute but my insecurity with my teeth was soooo strong that it silenced me.
When I look at myself I try to tell myself my teeth aren't that bad. To embrace my imperfections I started to change my mindset of my insecurity. I begin to take on a very active healthy role in caring for my teeth. I started a routine of whitening my teeth, I brushed twice a day, and I flossed as much as I could remember. Everything I had tried to accept what God had blessed me with did not change what I had been longing for which was perfect teeth.
I made the choice to get braces about 4 or 5 years ago when I noticed I had a ton of spacing. As you can see in the picture above I have a ton of spaces on the left and right side of my face. The spaces is my biggest issue. Secondly, I have a overbite due to early years of sucking my thumb, and lastly I have two stubborn baby teeth that decided they aren't going no where I want removed and after several consultations I can not do anything with these little fellas until my teeth are in their proper places.
So after a few set backs and hiccups on my part I am here...sharing this journey. I decided to document this journey for a number of reasons. I am working on stepping out of my comfort zone and write more. So I figured what better way to journal about something that is very special about me. I am allowing myself to let the world to see something that I tried my best to conceal for years, I am opening myself for any and everything that may come my way in this experience. I hoping to learn a lot about myself throughout this experience. I will update every opportunity I get...so with that being said I hope you guys stick around with me...
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