Body Conscious Confession
I am very aware of what my body looks like and I'm perfectly fine with me. It comes from being an incredibly overconfident child who grew into an adult who just doesn't care if anyone else likes it. But there is one thing I hate about my body. Confession: I have a tooth with a "defect" and I hate it. It's not even a thing. I've never even seen it! But every time I go to the Dentist they look at it and freak out like it's a new strange alien thing that no one's ever seen before! The way it's been described to me is that I have a tooth with it's own tooth. The way it feels is like how the bottom of your canine (cuspid--the pointy one) feels except on the side of one of my molars. It always goes down the same way: Tech notices horrible mangled tooth. Tech pokes at it with scrapey dental tool. Tech: Does that hurt? Me: No. Tech scrapes at it with scrapey dental tool. Me: Well now it hurts. Tech: Let me get the Doctor. Me: Don...