I Have A Bitch Face

In group settings where I’m surrounded by people who don’t know me, I have to be careful. I try to be conscious of my body language so it does not accessorize my non-smiling face – making me 100% unapproachable.

Uncross your arms, Jen… 

I wouldn’t say I have trouble making friends or anything, but I have a “Bitch Face” – and it makes it a little more tough.


“You should really smile more.”

I do – when there’s reason to. I mean, it’s just not normal to go around smiling all the god damn time. That’d be creepy.

I think this “Bitch Face” is the same thing Kristen Stewart suffers from.


It’s not easy…we were born this way.

My observing gets confused with judging; from afar my listening may appear as discontent. I really am a happy, nice person – I have a lot of kindness all up in me. Unfortunately you’ll either have to hold a conversation with me, or catch me after a Viking’s win to realize it.

The same questions get asked & the same answer is typically given.

No – I am not mad.

Yes – Everything is okay.

No – Nothing is bothering me. 

Yes – I’m sure.

“I thought you were such a bitch before…”

If I had a dollar for every time………………………………. you know.