Why yes, ADA, I do clench my teeth.
But I'm not doing it peacefully in a nice, clean bed with a stable partner who is concerned about whether or not I'm so stressed out that I clench my teeth.
I'm doing it alone on my couch, with one of my cats, the other one off somewhere in the distance, vomiting loudly -- hopefully on the pile of blankets he already vomited on -- while I wish I could afford your medically recommended $695 mouth guard, but I just spent $695 on the vomiting cat, sooo, you know, I guess I'll just keep on clenching my teeth. Maybe put a little lavender oil on the soles of my feet.
In Case You Were Wondering . . .
Sometimes Ronnie D writes funny stuff. Sometimes she writes desperate teenage prose. Most times she just slams her feeble, little woman-hand onto the keyboard in an attempt to feel something, anything.