Not a day goes by where I don't get asked if I'm ok, simply because it looks like I have a dirty look on my face. Resting bitch face is real. It isn't easy to live with. BUT... I've learned to embrace it. Those who also suffer with this condition, you'll understand these struggles completely.
1. Getting asked "what's wrong" about a million times a day.
NOTHING is wrong but something will be if you keep asking!
2. Being told you come off as intimidating.
3. People annoyingly telling you to smile.
I'll smile when I want to, thank you very much.
4. Unintentionally giving out dirty looks like they're Halloween candy.
If you see me on campus or anywhere for that matter, and it appears as if I gave you a dirty look, chances are it wasn't on purpose.
5. Getting angry as all hell whenever someone says, "I actually thought you were a bitch at first."
Ok well this may not be totally false, but were you ever taught not to judge a book by its cover?
6. Being incredibly unapproachable in any social setting.
If I could see how nasty my RBF is, I probably wouldn't want to talk to me either.
7. Unless I'm laughing hysterically, my expression probably hasn't changed.
Those are pretty much my only two expressions.
8. Being polite often comes off as being rude.
My face takes over my voice sometimes, but that doesn't mean I have no manners.
9. Having to apologize for how your face looks.
"I'm sorry, it's really just my face."
10. Trying to fake a smile is just a disaster.
Appreciate the effort, pardon the execution.
11. Dreading any remotely professional situation because you don't want to give off the wrong vibe.
I advise some practice in the mirror beforehand.
12. Seeing other others who suffer from RBF and wondering if that's what you actually look like.
Seriously? It's that bad?
13. Losing count of the amount of times you've been asked, "What if your face freezes like that?"
It already looks like this all the time so what's the difference?
14. When your resting bitch face turns into your actual bitch face.
Run.
15. Accepting and embracing the living crap out of it.
I'm bitchy and I know it.
