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Day 18

It took 18 days for me to break my braces.

Life has been very full recently, the stress has been getting to me and I'm fairly certain of that because I bit clean through my braces in my sleep.

I broke two brackets and woke myself up in the process.

Both broken brackets are on my bottom molars, one I seriously destroyed, the other is still attached to the wire and sitting in my mouth, ineffective, but out of the way.

When science says teeth are harder than steel, they are not messing about.

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