The world tried to take away my smile. As a child, I learned very quickly that I was not to smile or talk. My teeth were streakedwith yellow and brown.
They were pitted, grooved, and unusually small, with gaps bigger than my actual teeth. Every smile, sigh, whisper, and word I spoke revealed the formation of my teeth.
I saw that I was ugly, unwelcome, rotten, and disgusting. My existence was raw, exposed, and vulnerable for all the world to see.Read more on themighty.com