2023 IS APPARENTLY THE YEAR of doing everything I was scared to do as a teenager. First the driving (which is going very nicely thank you), and now the most hated thing of all: I’ve got braces.
My first go-round with orthodontics came when I was 12, and ended with me feeling so traumatised that even at 41, I think I’ve cried at every appointment so far. Although given that those appointments included a double extraction followed by surgery to remove a snapped root, I think I’ll let myself off.
“Be brave,” said my very sweet orthodontist
