Embracing my RBF

A gift that Finland has given me is permission to embrace my RBF (Resting B**** Face, and it's a thing). In this country, unlike many others, there is no obligation to smile at other people (especially strangers and random passers-by) when you're going about your normal business. It doesn't mean you hate them or wish them ill or even that you're ignoring them. It's just that taking overt note of others solely out of politeness is not part of the Finnish social contract.

This is a boon to people like me who have RBF. It's taken me over a year, but in the last month or so, I have finally taught myself to not bother pasting on a weird half-smile when I'm walking around.

And it feels good! Thanks, Finland.