Oh no, being accused of meth mouth sounds awful. I was freakishly blessed in my dental life. My grandmother took a job as a dentist’s receptionist when my mother was a child.
I was off to a terrible start with my teeth when I had 12 cavities at once in first grade. But those were my baby teeth. We moved near to the dentist my grandmother worked for, and he started taking care of my permanent teeth later in my first grade year.
I appreciate this privilege I received so much. That’s something I do a lot. Count my privileges. Right now, I am not plagued with high dental bills. I am so sorry you are.