I’m usually a smiley person. But last night, I nary cracked a smile while I was watching low-smiley movie, Babel, and that was just fine with me.
Because the inside of my mouth is shredded and smiling is the worst facial expression in terms of pain. Pretending I’m a blowfish provides the greatest relief. But it’s not sustainable.
So my strategy?
- Minimize exposure to funny stimuli: movies, stories, jokes
- Minimize exposure to other people, because smiles are infectious
- Have my boyfriend do the talking for me