My defense is smiling. I smile what I feel comfortable. When I feel like crying in public, I smile. When my anxiety grows up in me, I smile. When I feel like falling apart, I smile. You might be able to tell that I smile a lot. I also understand how it feels to be lonely and down during the day, so I also smile for them. I smile because it could help make their day, even if my day is going downhill.
People notice when you smile. It’s probably because not a lot of people do all the time. In most of my pictures on social media, I am smiling. When I see someone I know, I smile. Strangers, acquaintances, friends and family members compliment my smile or just the fact that I’m smiling. It’s a weird compliment, especially when my smile is contradictory to what I’m feeling inside. I’m glad my smile effects people, I just wish it affected me the same way.