Here is my initial smile in late January & now in late April:
In some ways, having braces is no big deal. Most of our family activities have continued unchanged. Friends no longer comment on them and most strangers ignore them. At other times, I am constantly aware of my braces. Every sip of coffee and bite of curry - note the yellow staining in my recent pics - is a calculated action.
Braces have revealed (to me at least) my own vanity. I'm thrilled to be fixing my teeth, but in a strange way, changing one attribute has made me acutely aware of other attributes. Attributes I'm not going to change, such as the shape of my nose, or my hair texture, or how different 30 feels from 20. In general, I feel better than I did 10 years ago but sometimes I think I'm way too self-critical.