Unfortunately the Canadian healthcare system does not provide proper coverage or medical options for RBF* syndrome. Since my youth I’ve struggled with this affliction; it has cost me countless opportunities to engage within my community, develop proper academic relations within my program, and proved an obstacle for countless friendships. On one tragic and unjust occasion it even caused me to be demoted at a place of work. I wish people could be more understanding, that they wouldn’t judge a book by its cover. I’m a nice book, full of whimsy and sarcasm, a deep concern for the emotional well-being of those around me, and the continued growth and development of the places I call home. I can’t help that my face looks like that. Even though I’m as sweet as a caramel macchiato, it’s been poured into a real mean mug. My fiancé says the anger rests in the brows. I also don’t like showing my teeth. Whatever the case, short of a Joker-esque knife scar this is the face I’ll live with. If I’ve ever come off as standoffish or intimidating, please give me another chance. If you are under the impression I hate you, I promise you I probably don’t. And if I do I won’t show it on purpose, because I believe in being polite to a certain extent and I don’t wanna make things awkward in the SUB. I’ll confirm if I hate you after I graduate.
Resting Bitch Face
