During my more depressive episodes my dental hygiene seriously suffered, and due to covid I didn’t go to my bi-annual checkup. Last summer I got a sudden and extremely painful toothache, and it turned out my teeth could make swiss cheese jealous. I ended up having to have one of my molars pulled (I had to expedite the process a bit after it literally started falling apart), two root canals (one of which I still haven’t had), and a fuckton of small holes to fill. The whole ordeal ended up being really painful and expensive. I’m still not as on top of it as I should wish, but I found that buying an electric toothbrush made it a lot easier, and I also force myself to brush at least every morning. The pain and debt are also good motivators…