“I am not my features”

Ever since I was a child I have been accused of having a bad attitude. Like, “what’s your problem”? It has always been a thing for me, if I am not smiling I must be “pissed off” I have what I consider a “bitch face” I have a down turned mouth that looks like a frown. It is true that when I am not smiling it looks like a frown. However when I do smile which is often, my whole face gets involved. Then you add in curly hair and dark circles. Oh boy… I must be crazy. Look at that hair, look at those dark eyes. With that said people try to take me on, like I am bitch or giving them a dirty look, hardened. This is something I have had to deal with forever. I have not always had a good attitude so having a bitch face did not serve me.

It has taken me a long time well into my adult life to figure out how to be happy. I choose happiness. I enjoy smiling and making other people smile. It comes down to this don’t judge a book by its cover. There is a lot more to me than my outward appearances. Just because I am not smiling does not mean I am pissed off.