That “tight” feeling is exactly what I get when my gums are irritated—especially in the mornings, weirdly enough. I started flossing more after gettin...
Reading this just makes me even more nervous about my own teeth, honestly. I had braces for years and thought that was the end of my dental drama, but...
Funny you mention the tongue thing—I still catch myself doing it, even though I’ve had my implants for almost two years now. Old habits, I guess. When...
That clove oil taste is the worst, right? I tried it once and honestly, I’d rather deal with the pain than that weird numb burning it leaves behind. D...
I get what you mean, but honestly, I was so paranoid about choking that texture stressed me out more than taste. Even mashed avocado felt risky at fir...
Ugh, I totally get the constant mirror-checking. Even after my braces came off and I got my retainer, I was convinced my teeth were shifting every tim...
Totally relate to that “is this normal?” anxiety. After my braces adjustments, I’d obsess over every ache, wondering if I was being too sensitive or m...
I totally get the paranoia about your smile looking off—I kept thinking my face was drooping too, but nobody else seemed to notice. Those zaps of pain...
Figuring out what counts as a “good” snack is honestly so stressful. I totally get the anxiety about daycare treats. My oldest came home with bright b...
Cutting pizza into tiny pieces with a fork and knife just feels so awkward, but honestly, I’m too scared of breaking a bracket to risk biting straight...
I totally get what you mean about the gag reflex thing. First time I tried a tongue scraper, I was convinced I’d either choke or somehow mess up my br...
I totally get this. I used to dread brushing my daughter’s teeth because she’d clamp her mouth shut and act like it was torture. After my own experien...
That’s exactly how I felt after getting my braces tightened. Pizza just sat there, taunting me from the box, but I couldn’t even imagine biting into t...
I totally relate to the second-guessing. I remember when my niece was teething—I swore every grumpy moment meant a new tooth. Turns out, half the time...