#rbfforlife

I am going to talk about something that is near and dear to my heart. I was diagnosed with resting bitch face (RBF) at a very young age. Even as an infant, I recognized how shitty people were and knew projecting any sort of overt happiness outside of my friends and family would attract unwarranted interaction and conversation with strangers. This term has become quite the phenomenon and I praise all the ladies who are creating dialogue and sharing their disappointment on the internet as we have dealt with some of the most ignorant and ugliest people in our society.

Here’s an open letter to every person who has ever or will in the future tell me to “smile” while walking down the street:

Dear Sir/Lady,

Fuck you.

Most of you are not happy yourself, almost none of you are smiling when you ask me to smile. I don’t really understand where you find the audacity to ask me, a private citizen, minding her own damn business, to partake in your false reality. Everyone is not happy and most importantly I don’t have to express my happiness in a way you think it should be displayed.

What if I were having a terrible day?

What if my blind and deaf dog rampaged through my expensive closet and ruined all my shoes? Or what if my nephew peed on my $5,000 sofa and I found out it will cost $1,000 to get cleaned? More realistically, maybe I’m just trying to focus on staying alive and maneuvering through the uncomfortable cat calling, institutionalized racism and sexism and all the other fucked up shit I have to deal with as a women and minority. I’m most likely keeping any and all attention away from me just to catch a breath from it all.

You don’t know what my day is like, you don’t know what my life is about but you somehow think smiling will solve the problems of humanity. Walking down the street like a psychopath to make YOU feel more comfortable.

But to be perfectly honest? Why don’t you do something to make me smile? Why don’t you trip on your shoelace and land face first into your own happiness? That would totally make me smile and I’ll gladly spot you some positive energy as you emerge from the pile of bullshit you’ve managed to bring into my day.

Ass.

Sincerely,

doaImm