Everyone has a lesson they have to learn the hard way...Who remembers 2016 Kayla?
This time last year I went into the dermatologist after years of using tanning beds. I was truly addicted, but paranoia set in urging me to go. Sure enough, the doctor deemed a spot on my hamstring atypical. After sending a biopsy of it to pathology, the lesion came back premalignant, and I was off to find a surgeon to help me (which wasn’t easy). It took two months after the diagnosis to get an appointment with a surgeon willing to work on my hamstring, due to the area’s high risk of infection.
Yes, five years ago I knew this could happen in result of my sickening desire to tan multiple times a week, year round. Yes, a lot of people told me to stop. -I wasn’t going to stop until I was scared enough or until I cared enough.
Being tan was not worth the pain, the scar, and the $1,500 medical bill. 90% of aging comes from extrinsic factors, the sun being #1. By the time I was 18 I had hyperpigmentation like no other and a wrinkle setting in on my forehead. I thought my “freckles” were cute, but when I finally stopped tanning I realized they were sun spots in disguise. I’ve truly spent a small fortune feeding my tanning addiction, then correcting the damage I caused to myself.
Studies show that UV light from tanning can increase the level of feel-good chemicals in the brain, leading to dependency, not unlike drug addiction. Thankfully, it was caught this soon enough and not cancer, but now I live with an increased risk caused from my past behavior. At some point, everyone does something in neglect of their well being. Life is a learning experience, and sometimes you have to learn the hard way.