For those of you who don't know what a RBF is, here is the definition:
a person, usually a girl, who naturally looks mean when her face is expressionless, without meaning to
And this is my life. I don't know when I first noticed it ( this sounds like I have some kind of medical condition from which you can die) but it probably was in high school when people constantly told me to smile more. I didn't quite understand 1. why people were telling me that and 2. why it was okay for anybody to comment on my face. This went on and on an on for YEARS. I noticed that people would always be pleasantly suprised when they were forced to talk to me (no one would ever volunteer for that because I constantly looked like being in the mood to murder someone). They told me they dindn't think I was that nice and even funny and that they observed me for many years in school and basically thought I was an arrogant bitch. "You should smile more", they told me.
The problem was, when I thought that I had a cute little smirk on my face I looked like I had just been told my dog died and when I smiled to full extend and thought I looked ridiuculous with that huge smile on my face in reality it was a teeny tiny grin. I really tried hard to change this whole murder facial expression thing but everything I tried failed and I would find my face hurting from all that 'smiling' I was attempting to do. Making friends would always be a depressing quest. I don't even know how I got the friends I have....maybe they were forced to work with me in group projects. Now, I am not a shy person but starting a conversation with someone I don't know isn't on my list of things I love to do either. But waiting for people to come up to me? I would still be sitting here, waiting, sipping on my tea. It just isn't happening for me. And don't even get me started on interactions with the opposite sex. I can't count the times I was ignored by men to later find out they thought I was not interested, arrogant and full of myself when in reality I started thinking I must be ugly as hell.
In my late high school years I found out that the RBF actually can be measured based on your facial feautures and that even some celebrities were affected by this. Victorica Beckham or Kristen Stewart for example. Two ladies I always couldn't help but dislike because they always looked so bitchy. I was one of them. This was horrible. When it came to graduation and I was voted most likely to be the person to kiss their own reflection for our graduation book I was fed up with it. People who never even talked to me judged me solely on my facial expression, which I couldn't even change. I heard the worst gossip about me how I must have thought I was the most perfect human being on earth always looking down on people, when in reality it couldn't be further from the truth. Most of the time I look at people and think they have really nice hair or something of the sort and all they can think when seeing me is:" what an arrogant bitch.! Who does she think she is, running around judging people?!" Please, have mercy on me!
Starting university I thought that I would leave my RBF past behind me but oh no, my face had other plans. I really tried to look friendly, open and interested on the first days of uni but I failed so epically, there are no words. Yes, I managed to find friends but guess what they told me in our first interaction: "Actually I was a little bit intimidated by you, you should smile more often."
Here is the thing: Even if I wanted to force a smile on my face 24/7 just so people wouldn't be so deterred by me there still is one problem: I don't like the way I look when I smile. I just don't. I love laughing at something funny with my friends, sounding like a psychopath seal but smiling in general, no. And even if people will tell me to smile more for the rest of my life I will probably not change it. I won't start smiling in pictures when everybody is shouting "CHEEEEESE". Just no. I feel akward and I simply don't want to. I don't tell people to not stand a certain way in photos either. They are standing this way because they know it makes them look good and they feel comfortable. I feel comfortable not smiling. I will have to learn to live with people being intimidated by me or assuming I must be thinking I'm the shit when I'm defenietly not (well, most of the time) but it would be nice if people became more aware of the complexity of facial expressions. People who smile all the time can be depressed, people calmly staring into distance could have a panic attack and people looking like they want to murder you could be jolly as can be inside (not all of them, though. If you seriously think someone wants to murder you you better run).
Basically what I'm trying to say with this is: Don't judge a book by it's cover.
I dedicate this post to all the ladies out there suffering from RBF. I feel ya.
