I am 25 and have begun my second journey into braces. I had braces as a kid for 8 years. I've had almost everything imaginable done to my mouth because of being born with a cleft lip and palate. Lots of surgery; lots of bad experiences. Now as an adult with a lot of that far behind me, I wanted to put the finishing touches on my smile. I wasn't happy with the way it looked (and I wasn't happy with myself for not wearing my retainers). I got a couple opinions on what my options were and I found an orthodontist who's seen a lot of cleft patients and he laid everything on the table for me. In order to get a healthy smile, I'd need a tooth extracted and braces for 18 months. No Invisalign. Although I wasn't looking forward to it, I agreed.
Here are some before pictures I took a couple weeks ago.

This one shows how my entire bite is off-center.

This one shows that some teeth stick out at funny angles.

And this one shows the crowding on the bottom.
So exactly a week ago today, I began my journey by getting my 3 remaining wisdom teeth extracted along with one tooth on the upper right of my mouth. This tooth was extracted to make room to shift everything over so that I'll finally have a centered mouth!
Unfortunately, it has been a very tough journey so far. I did the oral surgery with only novacaine, so I was fully awake and aware. That is, until I lost consciousness from the pain of all the novacaine needles and they had to give me oxygen and bring me back to consciousness. I got through the ordeal okay, but then the real trouble started. I have PTSD from some pretty horrific events of surgeries past. And this just triggered it like you wouldn't believe. I've been having anxiety and panic attacks for a full week now and it's been horrible. Trying to recover from that in addition to recovering from the extractions has been very hard.
They were going to put the braces on 3 days after the extractions, but because of how I was feeling, we postponed until January 15th. I'm one week post-surgery now and I haven't been able to go back to work yet. Heck, I can barely leave the house. I'm worried about making it to my post-surgery check-up this afternoon! I am still very nauseous (at this point that's more from anxiety than from the pain meds, blood swallowing, and salt water rinses). So I have lost probably close to 10 pounds in a week.
But here's the good news. I'm a tough girl. I've been through a lot and I'm taking on this challenge to the best of my ability. I take it one moment at a time. I eat soft things when I can. I read the inspiring posts on this message board and feed off your enthusiasm for braces. I have a great, loving support system in place. So, here's hoping that the journey gets easier from here on out! If it doesn't, I guess I'm going to have this lovely gap in my mouth for the rest of my life because the tooth is already extracted:

(Sorry for the blood! This was taken 2 days post-extraction.)
So that's my story so far! I plan to keep everyone updated with my progress and I look forward to watching all your amazing transformations as well.