In 2007, I made a life-altering decision that took mere moments to execute—quitting tanning beds. It was astonishing how quickly I resolved to stop a habit I had indulged in for nearly 20 years, particularly for the last 15 years with fervor. While many individuals deliberate for weeks over choices like car purchases or home decor, I managed to extinguish my tanning obsession as effortlessly as shutting off a running faucet.
Growing up in the ’80s and ’90s, I was heavily influenced by the media. With electric blue mascara and tight-rolled jeans, I aspired to fit the aesthetic of the era: bright colors, big hair, and, importantly, tanned skin. Unfortunately, my fair complexion—complete with green eyes and reddish-blonde hair—did not lend itself easily to achieving that sun-kissed look. Yet, starting at age 12, I was determined to change that. Armed with baby oil and a radio, I would sunbathe in my yard, flipping every 30 minutes like a rotisserie chicken, convinced that the painful sunburns would eventually yield a beautiful tan.
As I grew older, my pursuit of a tan led me to tanning beds. Despite hearing warnings about the potential dangers, my desire to achieve that coveted glow overshadowed my skepticism. I became a regular at the tanning salon, often going several times a week from early spring to late fall. By 2007, my tanning sessions had extended to nearly year-round, with 20-minute visits becoming a routine I could not break.
What many fail to recognize is that tanning can become addictive. The experience was more than just a beauty regimen; it became a ritual that I craved. The scent of tanning lotion mixed with the heat of the bulbs became a comforting familiarity. However, I was blind to the irreversible damage I was causing. My skin, while appearing tanned, was suffering from long-term effects that would manifest later in life.
The turning point came when a friend pointed out a dark mole on my arm. Despite my initial indifference, her insistence led me to consult a doctor. The diagnosis was dire: melanoma. The urgency of my situation was stark, and I underwent surgery to remove the cancerous mole. The road to recovery introduced me to a new reality; I had to confront the consequences of my tanning addiction. I gave up tanning completely, switched to high-SPF sunscreen, and became more vigilant about my skin health.
Since then, I have faced additional skin cancer diagnoses, but I consider myself fortunate compared to others with more tragic tales. I now prioritize my health and the well-being of my children, teaching them the importance of sun protection from a young age. I am no longer the sun-seeking individual I once was; I am now an advocate for skin safety and awareness.
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Summary
My experience with tanning beds was a cautionary tale that ultimately led to a serious health crisis. Over the years, I learned valuable lessons about the importance of skin health and the dangers of excessive sun exposure. Now, as I embrace a life of awareness and education, I encourage others to prioritize their well-being.