One year...

Well…. Happy one year to me. In no way has it seemed like I've had these metal death traps on for a year already. The first few months with them were well….terrible. I remember thinking that I was the ugliest person in the world. When I finally got used to my reflection in the mirror they just became part of me. I won't lie…its still hard for me to see pictures of myself with them…but they'll be a distant memory a few years from now.

I have noticed that I've become very observant if not judgmental at times when I see people who could easily have a better smile. I regularly catch myself thinking…if they only knew.. Obviously I never say anything to them because I know how it feels…cause it happened me all throughout middle school and a good portion of high school. Not necessarily comments about my teeth…but my "fantastic" jaw.. People can be so cruel…even if they think they're being funny and or even helpful. That's why I keep my mouth SHUT. My blogger friends can probably relate to this…