I just want to go out, to a public place, once, and not have someone ask me about braces. Just once. I understand people are inquisitive by nature, and hell they are right in front of you. But isn't there a split second thought process that says, hey maybe she's heard this 8263489236 times and doesn't really want to talk about it? I will wait and see if she brings it up. (I would too)
I just want all of this to be over. I just want to get on with my life. I don't want people to pity my life, I don't need hollow compliments. And I certainly do not want to be the girl with braces anymore. Man. I didn't think finding something genuine would be so difficult. Some people just suck at life.
Anyways, updates...I went up to Dartmouth last week. Found out from the chief maxillofacial surgeon up there that I am in no way shape or form a candidate for a second surgery. Good right? Now it's just convincing my ortho to get these godforesaken things off. I never thought 18 months would be so damn long.
Ortho appointment tomorrow. I will update tomorrow with the latest
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