I have had my braces on for over a year now. I did receive a few emails and messages asking some questions as to how it works, or how it feels, or if it hurts a little or a lot, and I never got to talking (or writing about it). So here it is, kinda.
Five months? That’s it?
Two things were on my mind while I was still on the floor: 1. Did I hit my face? 2. Am I dying?
I don’t know about you, but I cry a lot. I tear up at the weirdest, most shallow things in the world, and some people get weirded out. Sometimes, I even cry at the most random moments and events.
A few weeks ago, I turned 27 years old. (Okay, a long overdue post.) I should be proud of that, sure. Not everyone in the world reaches that age, and yes, I am not old… yet. And so, because I have written several similar listicles for Thought Catalog, here’s another one in honor of myself …