Everyone keeps asking where is my smile... So here is my answer:
It is two fold.
First, I smile but I don’t give my smiles away for free it has to be my true emotion. I have always been like this. It stems from my childhood. I would say that my childhood was unpleasant at best. As a matter of fact, I don’t even feel like I really had one at all. I can remember times when I was happy with my father and he was a great father but unless I was with him I felt unloved. I grew up in a house that would give you a feeling of manipulated emotions or that love had to be earned. A merit based love as a child has never created someone who smiles all the time I am sure. And a tough childhood doesn’t make a carefree attitude in adulthood.
In addition to this style childhood, I have spent from my early teens until I was 30 being embarrassed of my smile. At the age of 30 I was finally in a position to do something about my teeth but until then I practiced covering them when I talked and a smile in a picture was either forced or because someone actually took a photo of me laughing. Thankfully now a newfound confident smile is slowly emerging. I credit my orthodontist with emergence of a happy unashamed smile!
Want to know something else? You ask, I’ll tell.