I suffer from resting bitch face. True story. If you’re not familiar with the diagnosis, urban dictionary describes RBF as a person, typically a girl, who naturally looks mean when her face is expressionless; a resting face that lacks animation and appears to look bitchy at all times, thus leading people to believe a person may be upset, a snob or a bitch.
My friends, family and husband don’t even notice anymore, they’ve become so accustomed to it. lol… but really, I would be a terrible poker player. My face gives me away every time. I listened to a podcast this morning that talked a lot about conscious language and thinking. And I wonder if I paused in the moment to really evaluate what I was feeling/thinking about… I wonder if my RBF would become less apparent. If I was consciously thinking ‘how beautiful the sky is right now’ instead of unconsciously dreading the pile of dishes that awaits me when I get home.
This all makes a lot of sense. I mean, our thoughts and our language are a ‘thing’. They are an energy, a vibe, a feeling. You meet someone and sometimes you get that instant reaction of, ‘omg, i totally get this person’ and other times, you’re like.. ‘ahhh, not a good vibe from this guy’. You’re feeling their thoughts and energy and vice versa - they will pick up on yours. Remember the time you walked in kitchen, your parents standing there in total silence; but you knew they were just having a heated argument, because you could feel the tension in the air. Same thing.
I’m going to try, wait… I will be (conscious language) more aware of my thoughts. I don’t know how, I myself, can monitor my RBF, but I trust my husband will let me know.