Insecurities

Insecurities.  I have about a million of them...mental, emotional, physical things that I am embarrassed about or just don't feel comfortable with.  For example...my teeth.   I hate them.  For years I've hated my smile and just the thought of having to show my teeth makes me very uncomfortable.  They are not straight, not perfectly white...and I have fangs.  No, I'm not making that up.  I have two incisors that are longer and sharper looking than the rest of my teeth giving them a very fang-like appearance.  I've used them to frighten children.  It's sad.  I've considered having them fixed, but the idea of being put back into braces is almost worse than the teeth themselves (I still have real physical scars from my first adventure there).  So for now I live with them and am trying to learn to accept them.  I'm happy again, and with that comes my smile.  For now I will try to grin and bear it (pun intended).