In a friend group full of different personalities, there's always one who stands out as the girl with RBF (Resting B****face). I am that friend, and let me tell you—it's not always easy.
Imagine people commenting on your facial expressions at least three times a day. And no, they aren't telling you what a lovely smile you have. They're asking a) why you look so mad b) why you aren't having fun and/or c) what happened that made you so mad that you can't have a good time? The response to those three questions is typically, "I always look like this," or "I'm having fun you just can't tell." The sad thing is that your friends know you're having fun, because they are just so used to your naturally negative facial expression.
That being said, as much as your friends know you, they can never really tell when you're mad. This causes you to have to act extra mad just so they understand that you aren't messing around and your facial expression is now forced, not natural.
And it isn't just your facial expressions. You tend to be sarcastic and you tell the flat-out truth (you're probably TOO truthful). When your friends want your opinion on an outfit or a boy, you don't lie. You tell it to them straight, and pray that they don't get too offended. But, that's the good thing about people who know you suffer with RBF. They can never actually be mad when you tell them the truth, they asked for your opinion didn't they?
The perks of RBF? If you don't want someone to talk to you, they definitely won't, and if you do want someone to talk to you, they might, you'll just have to plead your case as to why you're actually a nice person, your face just doesn't show it.
As much as some people will never understand your case of RBF, you embrace it and never try to change.
Having RBF makes the world a little more interesting and a lot less average.
