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My teeth are an easy thing to criticize, but it is the way they were treated that offers the most revealing information.

I was diligent in caring for things and for years I never had a problem. Brandall did a good job caring for many such inconsequential things like my teeth. Specifically, one time it was inconvenient, but I said that I needed to stop at the Gordonsville Dollar General and get some floss, he did it. Then in the hospital they told me to see to some dental work, he saw to it that I did, in collaboration with my mother, for I would never have thought of it, even. Then, for my first prenatal advice from a caregiver, for Joseph, I was advised to see to my teeth, but once again they seemed fine, and then I never had the chance or time to think of it and now it is such a state that I feel the only solution (less painful) would require more money than I have and the one who is supposed to care for me while I am tending others has not seen it as important either..

My teeth are unsightly and embarrassing making it hard to even smile, but above all they cause me so much pain. The reason they have degenerated to.such a state is evidence that I have been neglected, for things that are so important that I.do not even have clearance to know what they are. That is the most telling point. My teeth are my responsibility and I did choose to place my needs in the care of another, especially whileI focused on others. I felt like this was a wise choice ansdlet things get so bad because I trusted that with his experience with his own teeth he would value mine more.

But, at this point it is blamed on money which is entirely rediculous. There have been a few tines whenI saw something that could be done, butfigured that I needed to trust in my husband and that he would dowhatis right and thatitwas not my responsibility. AsI was looking for advice from a best source, I stunbled upon a quote that stated that we are respobsible for our own happiness. I realized that for me happiness was not waiting around for something to happen, though itmight be the correct way for others. We are stilltalking about teeth right?

My husband's teeth were cared for after they were allowed to get to the point where something had to be done, This was his experience and sohe learned thatif we are just patient someone will come rescue us, And now he expects the same of me. when my pain becomes so intense I can barely stand it his "balm" to me is that he understands beter than others and  I must just endure and no we don't have enough money to get painkiller. Can't I stop being selfish?

And so I have been trapped between choosing happiness which is selfishness or be a good girl and suffer like is expected. If I choose to be happy and pain free and able to smile then, that is not being patient, obedient, or selfless. But, as I viewed and treated them (my teeth) tonight I realized that it is not really selfish it is just scorn that I would have to endure to get happiness. I would be misunderstood and wrongfully called things, but I can choose to stop waiting and be happy. I have waited long enough and my teeth are the evidence of things hoped for, but not seen. I feel like the guy on a rooftop while it floods he is praying for help but turns away every rowboater that has offered help until it is too late.