I have always struggled with my teeth. Not having a dentist, or any money for teeth fixings at the moment is causing me a lot of stress. I know I’m not gonna need dentures before 30 (at least I really hope not) but even with improved oral habits, I still feel like things aren’t going well in there. I dunno. I’m not a dentist.
And before you suggest dental schools or reduced dental plans, please note that even reduced dental work is still out of my price range, and that’s why I just get really upset about it—which I realize isn’t helpful.
Of course there’s a huge stigma to bad teeth—but whenever I get sad, I now think about how even people with impeccable oral habits still have problems, so maybe I just need to relax on the worrying front, and do what I can to help my situation out.
This has been a pointless post about my teeth and stress.
Real Talk: I don’t (usually) shave my body hair.
I don’t care what you think about it. I don’t care what you do with your body hair.
With that said, sometimes the mood strikes me, or there is a need, and I shave. Today it was my armpits. I’m tired of every last deodorant giving up the ghost. I have better success when my hair is short. I also don’t grow impressive armpit bush so I didn’t get too upset about it.
Except for right now because my armpits itch like fire ants have crawled all over and bitten my armpits.
But they’re really smooth. Damn it.