LJ Idol Week 3: Smile
Nov. 3rd, 2009 05:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
"You have the prettiest smile."
"Every time I see you you're always happy."
"You have such a positive outlook all the time."
I hear it a lot. For some reason people are surprised that someone gimping along with a stick or rolling in a chair will greet them with a smile and kind words. Sure, there are days when I feel like curling up in bed and crying--most of them, in fact. It just doesn't do anyone any good to see me in that state.
If I let people see how I really feel, I get bombarded with questions. I know it's all meant well, I really do, and I appreciate the concern. The sad truth is there's nothing anyone can do for this. I have a degenerative disease with no cure and treatment that puts me through living hell on a regular basis. It is what it is. There's no point in bringing the people around me down by wallowing in my own misery. I certainly can't afford to waste the few spoons I have in explaining the same thing over and over again (link opens a .pdf on Spoon Theory, for those who've never heard of it). Yes, I've tried holistic healing options. No, I can't do yoga or go jogging to make myself feel better. I'm sure the gin-laced raisins made Aunt Mildred feel worlds better, but I can't have alcohol with my medications. Thanks anyway.
So often I'm faking that smile. I still have the "beauty queen smile" from my modeling days that can be pasted on at will and gives no hint of what I'm really feeling underneath. I pull it out and use it often. It's the one that gets me the most compliments on how happy I look. Isn't that ironic? Sometimes, when I know I'm going to need to hide the pain for a long time, I'll fall back on the old pageant secret of putting Vaseline on my teeth to keep my mouth from drying out. Once your teeth go dry, your smile looks like a pained rictus no matter what. It's always best to be prepared.
Every once in a while, though, something will happen that turns my smile genuine. That's when I drop the fake mask and truly open up and laugh. Not many people see that, mostly just my husband and my kids, sometimes my closest friends. It's a rare thing, and sadly getting rarer. I treasure those moments.
In my life, it's either laugh or cry, and crying takes too much energy. Time to go turn the smile up a few more notches.
This has been my entry for Week 3 of LJ Idol. The topic is "Smile." There are some fantastic writers participating this season; I hope you take the opportunity to check some of them out!
"Every time I see you you're always happy."
"You have such a positive outlook all the time."
I hear it a lot. For some reason people are surprised that someone gimping along with a stick or rolling in a chair will greet them with a smile and kind words. Sure, there are days when I feel like curling up in bed and crying--most of them, in fact. It just doesn't do anyone any good to see me in that state.
If I let people see how I really feel, I get bombarded with questions. I know it's all meant well, I really do, and I appreciate the concern. The sad truth is there's nothing anyone can do for this. I have a degenerative disease with no cure and treatment that puts me through living hell on a regular basis. It is what it is. There's no point in bringing the people around me down by wallowing in my own misery. I certainly can't afford to waste the few spoons I have in explaining the same thing over and over again (link opens a .pdf on Spoon Theory, for those who've never heard of it). Yes, I've tried holistic healing options. No, I can't do yoga or go jogging to make myself feel better. I'm sure the gin-laced raisins made Aunt Mildred feel worlds better, but I can't have alcohol with my medications. Thanks anyway.
So often I'm faking that smile. I still have the "beauty queen smile" from my modeling days that can be pasted on at will and gives no hint of what I'm really feeling underneath. I pull it out and use it often. It's the one that gets me the most compliments on how happy I look. Isn't that ironic? Sometimes, when I know I'm going to need to hide the pain for a long time, I'll fall back on the old pageant secret of putting Vaseline on my teeth to keep my mouth from drying out. Once your teeth go dry, your smile looks like a pained rictus no matter what. It's always best to be prepared.
Every once in a while, though, something will happen that turns my smile genuine. That's when I drop the fake mask and truly open up and laugh. Not many people see that, mostly just my husband and my kids, sometimes my closest friends. It's a rare thing, and sadly getting rarer. I treasure those moments.
In my life, it's either laugh or cry, and crying takes too much energy. Time to go turn the smile up a few more notches.
This has been my entry for Week 3 of LJ Idol. The topic is "Smile." There are some fantastic writers participating this season; I hope you take the opportunity to check some of them out!
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Date: 2009-11-03 11:37 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-11-03 11:42 pm (UTC)GREAT writing!!!
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Date: 2009-11-04 01:50 am (UTC)I, too, know all the tricks - the vasoline, the make-up in the right spots. I'm always grateful for the real things that make me smile - as you said, your husband, and some very close friends.
It's too hard to be vulnerable.
Thanks for sharing this.
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Date: 2009-11-04 02:06 am (UTC)I wish I knew how to do that.
I am glad you get to have the real ones still.
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Date: 2009-11-05 11:20 pm (UTC)Just remember, never be afraid to keep track of your own spoon count. It's not selfishness; it's survival. *hugs*
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Date: 2009-11-04 04:40 am (UTC)what i really hate are the people who "but you don't *look* like you're in pain!"
of course i don't LOOK like it - i've had years of practice in holding, at worst, a "neutral facial expression" - because the same assholes who tell me i don't "look like i'm in pain" are the same assholes who will *demand* i smile [a pretty girl like you should smile!" "well, i hurt a lot" "so? you should still smile" ::rage::]
society demands that we put "a brave face" on a disability - and then says you aren't *really* disabled because you don't *appear* to be suffering... sigh
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Date: 2009-11-05 02:17 am (UTC)Yes. This. Hiding takes energy, but it takes about as much energy as explaining (which people don't listen to anyway), and it takes a lot less energy than the overpowering rage that comes from hearing people saying that there's nothing really wrong with me, that I just need to calm down, cheer up, take it easy, etc.
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Date: 2009-11-05 11:30 pm (UTC)I read this thing that said if you rub ox dung that's been gathered under a full moon on the bottom of your feet, you'll get your sight back. Have you tried that yet? *big evil grin--you know I'm joking*
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Date: 2009-11-05 02:18 am (UTC)Good luck this week!
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Date: 2009-11-05 05:09 pm (UTC)I remember your entries from last season, and I'm glad to see you back again. Somehow, I've not seen your past two entries. (Sigh)
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Date: 2009-11-05 11:33 pm (UTC)You haven't missed much--I took a bye last week, when my life exploded. Again. Somehow I always manage to move during Idol!
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Date: 2009-11-06 02:49 pm (UTC)Seriously though, great entry! I appreciate the honesty. Also, thanks for the link to the Spoon Theory. I'd seen it before but it is always a good reminder.
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Date: 2009-11-08 05:16 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-11-09 06:45 pm (UTC)There's no point in bringing the people around me down by wallowing in my own misery.
really rang true for me. When I go through bad spells with depression, that's exactly how I feel, just keep smiling because there's no point talking about how I feel because it wont help/change anything.
I went and read the spoons page too, and was really glad that I did.