Resting bitchface is a disease that I've had since I was just a little girl, but I never knew how bad it was until high school. If I had a dollar for the amount of people in the past seven years who have told me that I need to change my face and smile more, I'd be a rich woman. But I seriously can't help it, it's just the look I give off when I'm spacing out.
While resting bitchface is a big part of what makes me who I am today, it's not always something I'm proud of. Regardless, I know that I'm not the only one who suffers from this disease. All around us are people who have resting bitchface and don't even know it.
For all the people who may be unaware that they too have this disease, here are some signs to diagnose yourself:
People are always asking you what's wrong. Okay, maybe it's just me, but there's nothing worse than when someone asks you, "What's wrong?" or, "Are you okay?" First off, if I wasn't already in a bad mood, what you just asked put me in one. Do I look pissed? Are you telling me I have a pissed facial expression?
People are always making sure to watch what they say around you. I swear to God, I'm not actually as mean as I look. You don't have to sensor yourself around me and I'm not going to just explode and bite your head off. Three quarters of the time I don't even realize that I have a rude expression on my face, so it really isn't anything personal.
"Honestly, I hated you when I first met you. I thought you were a bitch." The amount of times I've been told that is unbelievable. I've been told that I give off awful first impressions and all of my best friends were either afraid of me or hated me at first, due to my resting bitchface. The bottom line though is, I DON'T KNOW THAT I'M DOING IT, IT'S JUST HOW MY FACE LOOKS!
If you suffer from any of these symptoms, you probably have at least a mild form of resting bitchface.
What everyone needs to realize is that resting bitchface isn't something we can help and it isn't personal at all. Honestly, I'm just a spacy person and I guess I look mean when I'm spacing out. It's not intentional at all, and I'm working on curing my resting bitchface, I swear. Until then, I'll probably be the girl you see walking around campus looking "mean and intimidating" without even realizing it.
