I'm well aware of the fact that I have resting bitch face.
I've had it since I was a child, way before the expression even had a name besides “looking evil." I would randomly be at home, just chilling, watching TV, or reading when my aunt would walk by, stop, and say, “What's wrong with you? Stop looking so evil!"
I’ve always been the type of person that people tell their business to.
Maybe it’s because I’m a listener, and can give non-judgmental advice and insight. Or maybe it’s because they know I’m not one to go around and divulge people’s secrets and insecurities to others. Either way, I know a lot of deep things about a lot of complex people.