Growing up, I was never told I was beautiful.
Ever.
I heard people use that word to describe my best friend. I heard people use that word to describe babies, but I was never personally told, “You are beautiful. You’re gorgeous!  You’re pretty!” If I had ever been told that, I don’t remember.
What I do remember, is being taunted, and it always had something to do with my teeth. I remember in tenth grade, this guy in my class joked that I could open a can opener with my teeth. A year later, I got into an argument with my mother’s boyfriend, and he called me a “b-ck toothed b-tch” while she stood there. And she let him.  I was enraged, I was hurt, I was insulted, and most of all, I felt worthless.
I can’t imagine how many kids today, with the rise of social media, are getting taunted and bullied, because of something on their body that may not be perfect. I was insulted in my own home and at school, but my already trampled self-esteem would have been hundred times worse, if I had to be subjected to those comments every time I uploaded a photo to Instagram or a picture to Twitter.
Do people really know how their words affect people?
By the time I went off to college, I was tired of the commentary on my imperfect smile, so I got a part time job, and made an orthodontist appointment. Luckily, they had a payment plan at this particular location, and I was able to pay off my  braces in two years. When the braces came off, I still had gaps in my teeth because a few of them were smaller than they were supposed to be, so I had to invest in temporary fillers.  Then I wore a retainer. Then I made a visit back to a dentist, who had to re-up my old temporary fillers because I couldn’t quite afford porcelain veneers just yet. This was a total of about 5 years of tweaking my smile. Around 2011, I spent a boat-load of money on getting my temporary composite fillers replaced with a nice set of bright-white porcelain veneers.
And trust me, I worked hard for those veneers!
Has a nice smile changed my life? I can say it has. I smile more, especially at strangers, which makes me seem a bit more sweet and welcoming.  I’m not insecure about my smile, so I can enjoy a conversation with someone without wondering if they are staring at my imperfections.  But I’m also saddened that I allowed people, who don’t even matter and who are not present in my life (who knows where they are and what they are doing right now), make such a lasting impression on my esteem as an adult.
I’m saddened when I log on to Twitter, and I see someone slamming someone’s personal appearance; their teeth, their hair, their skin tone and other things that they were born with.  The other day, someone on Twitter said “with that nappy mop you have on your head”  to someone on my timeline and of course, they were hiding behind a profile of their favorite celebrity because they definitely wouldn’t dare subject themselves to those same insults.
Most of the time when people say evil things about you, it’s a reflection of how they are really feeling about themselves. There are people in the world who are scared to look at themselves in the mirror.  And 95% of the time, they aren’t being told they are “beautiful” either, so it’s so much easier for them to exert that energy onto you.
It reminds me every day that when I have my little girl or boy, that I will make sure that he or she is told every day before they walk out of the house that they are beautiful. We have to get to our children, before society gets to them.
In the photo, I used at the top of this post, I was hurting that day. I was going through some things and had just shipped everything I owned across the country.  But I smiled, and my friend Patrick captured that smile, and looking back, that smile made that moment seem so much more beautiful than it really was.
So is a smile everything? Yes, it is.
But it doesn’t have to be perfect.
Our flaws give us character. They make us unique.
Originally published August 2013