For the past five years of my life, I've had a metal wire lining the teeth of my lower jaw. They called it a "retainer" but it really was more of a "torture device." For those five years, I had to grow used cutting my tongue and food getting caught in the wire. There were times I wanted to take a pair of pliers and just rip the thing out myself.
Luckily for me, today I had it removed. My mouth definitely feels weird, but it's a feeling I look forward to getting used to. I'm so glad to have that nightmare behind me.
The only downside is that now with no metal in my body, I can no longer consider myself part machine.
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UPDATE: When I returned to pick up the transparent retainer that I'll need to wear at night from now on, the orthodontist starting touching my new haircut, curious as to how I keep it up. I can now confirm that I have the mid-30's female demographic firmly on lock. Things are looking up.
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