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Sensory sensitivity, executive dysfunction, and sunscreen

I love being outside. I hate the sun. I also hate sunscreen.

I feel like there's a weird split between the reality of having this gross white goop on you all the time (most people don't wear sunscreen all the time, right? Right??) and the reality of the sun basically wanting us all dead.

This sunburn calculator made by a dermatologist will show you how quickly you can actually get burned. Personally, today, I literally can't stay outside for longer than 14-ish minutes (probably even shorter in my case) without any sunscreen before I've had too much sun.

Even on a somewhat cloudy day, I can't stay out there for more than half an hour. I notice that I'm getting too much sun, too. I feel like my eyes are sunburned practically. I struggle to comprehend how skin like this even evolved. People practically shame me for "not going out enough" when they straight-up just have darker skin than me.

...And yet the idea of always putting sunscreen on is like, some kind of social faux pas on top of me really not wanting to. It smells, people notice that it smells, it feels gross, people notice that I'm even pastier than usual. It's like wow, you care about skin care enough to deal with that and spend gobs of money sticking a shot glass of sunscreen on yourself every two hours? God forbid if I actually had lip balm of all things as a man, and wearing clothing that would actually keep the sun at bay a little bit, ahhhahahaha. No. /rant

TL;DR what do y'all do about the sun existing?

Edit: I got over myself and started buying decent sunscreen. And decent SPF lip balm because Jesus Christ my lips are somethin' else. If people think it's weird to not get skin cancer that's their problem.

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  • Personally, I live outside in the nicer months. I absolutely hate being in a box indoors when the temperature is 55F+. It’s dark and gloomy and makes me feel like a trapped rat and makes me very anxious. Of course, I also have a ton of tattoos and my family has a propensity for skin cancer so I have to take a lot of precautions.

    I stick to the dense shade provided by conifers or nearby structures, I wear loose-fitting long sleeves, and you will never see me without sunglasses unless it’s night time. I also wear neutrogena sunscreens that don’t leave a residue or scent on my skin because I hate how particles stick to oils and wasps/bees/flies love smelly-good things.

    On a side note, I wouldn’t put too much stock in how stores break up products by sex. I don’t wear makeup and only wear men’s clothing and I’m a woman. I’ve never gotten a weird look shopping for boxers. The only people I know that burn scented candles at home are men, and they are predominantly seen as a “woman” thing despite being located in generally sex-neutral areas of stores. The weird boundaries around items make no sense to me.