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To quote Natasha Romanoff.

Orthodontics suck. To make a long story short, I started having trouble with TMJ. If you've never been through it, be glad. It causes headaches, neck pain, jaw pain, etc. I'm now at the halfway point of my treatment and I think the second leg of this journey will be more difficult. Боже мой. At the moment, I've downed three Advils because I felt like I had been kicked in the mouth by an angry horse. But the good news is that I don't have a metal mouth or headgear. I know sometimes that is a necessary evil but fuck. Most people wouldn't want to be 30+ with that shit going on. I have to interact with people so much at work that the last thing I would want is to be perceived as a 16 year old idiot. I was laughing about a colleague who was angry at another colleague who, frankly, is a lying, backstabbing, money grabbing beeyotch. The comment was: "I am 47 years old. I have paid too many dues in my life to put up with her scandalous, 30 year old ass!" Hell, I'm 32.8 and *I* don't wanna put up with her 30 year old ass either, LOL. Anyway the point being: age is pretty damn liberating. We tend to think of it as a negative-- we look older, our bodies change, our bodies sometimes fail us utterly, and we inch closer to death. That's an awfully macabre way to view it though. As someone who managed to survive clinical depression, I certainly don't wish to live out whatever time I have left imagining that the best is already gone and it's a downhill slide towards nihilistic oblivion from here forward. As a friend of mine said just this week, "My 20s sucked. There is no chance I would want to go back and relive it. I don't consider that to be my 'glory days.'" I concur! It's not to say I didn't have plenty of fun and adventures. It's more a statement of hope. A notion that the best is yet to come and whatever stripes I have, I have earned. So yeah, in spite of the irritating TMJ, I am glad I don't have to wear nerdy teenager headgear. I have survived nearly 33 years on this jacked up planet. I'd like my presence to reflect that accordingly. Said presence is, at the moment, powered by Advil!


Advil + Dr. Doom  :)