17/01/2024
I realize today that I hardly ever smile with my lips open. I don't show my teeth.
Once upon a time when I was 18 years old I dated some t**t face who nicked named me chompy, because I have quite a significant overbite. I realize now that the overbite is probably to do with being a mouth breather and possibly having a tongue tie, and honestly just being able to breathe properly is more important to me than how I look. But his words stuck with me. To this day, I'm conscious of my smile.
You see, when you criticize a woman, it stays with her forever, like a scar on a heart. If you tell her she doesn't look great in that dress, she will never wear it again. If you tell her that her hair looks better long, she will never cut it again. If you tell her that a meal wasn't great, she will never cook it again. And you bet your ass that if you criticize her body, she will probably hate it for the rest of her life.
As women, We have an inner voice, that is the worst critic we will ever come across. So when we get criticism from the outside world, especially from people we love, especially from the men we trust with our hearts, It hurts us, very deeply.
I'm not saying you should never be able to give a woman constructive criticism, But if you going to give criticism to a woman, Make sure it's for a valid reason, not just to be an as***le.
So to the as***le who has made me self-conscious of my smile for all of my adult life, here are my chompy AF teeth 🖕