Oh my gawd. I just cured my RBF!
Growing up in the city, I learned very quickly that if you don’t want people to bother you, you don’t walk around smiling all the time. Unfortunately, I did that for so long that my facial muscles developed a habit of making me look like I’m about to fight somebody. Yes. As nice as I am, I have resting b*tch face…. well, I guess I should say, “I had… RBF.”
Let me tell you what I just did!
Okay, so I decided to start my day out with a post, asking you what you are grateful for. I happened to look at myself in the mirror seconds later and noticed that my permanent frown was starting to make my face look old. Being a strong believer in “black don’t crack,” I refuse to have a saggy jaw. So I followed an odd inspiration that came to me, to hold a smile for 200 seconds.
Let me tell you how my face was trembling trying to hold that smile. I stayed committed, though. I mean an ear to ear, “Koolaid” smile! I counted backwards from 200. Doing both simultaneously required so much focus that it ended up being like meditation. I cleared out all my thoughts. It was taking everything to keep my face in that position. You shoulda seen me chair dancing and everything else, just to make it to that last second.
So this is the cool part. When I made it zero, I was so proud of myself. I was still staring at myself in the mirror… and laughing. And you know how you take that breath after a good laugh? I exhaled, inhaled, and….. my face went back to a smile! Like no matter what I did it defaulted back to a smile. Even now, minutes later, I’m still smiling!
Now, I don’t know if this will work for you. But if you have RBF and are willing to drop the ax murderer scowl, maybe give it a try. I’m not claiming this is a tested fact. Today, was my first time…. All I know is, I can’t stop smiling.
Yeah, so that’s how I cured my RBF. If by chance it tries to return, I know exactly what to do.
I hope this true story helped you smile.
Oh… by the way, what are you grateful for, today?