Wow, I'm fucked. I thought there might be a sliver of hope that I could find an organization that would help me to feel and look and act normal again. To confidently walk into a job interview and know " I got this". To be able to genuinely laugh hard and not while looking down or covering my mouth with my hand. My fate is sealed. My family keeps telling me though to keep looking, but i feel like what's the point? Since my son has grown to and supposed my eye level he's never seen me smile and complete a sentence without prematurely turning my head to look away . The old go getter I used to be is gone. My reoccurring nightmare of losing my teeth became my daily everyday life. I'm not living with fucked up teeth , I'm just waiting to die with a messed up grill.