There's always that group of people that has to point out the obvious.
Once you have been burned to a crisp, simple everyday tasks become horribly painful.
And once-beloved showers are now your worst nightmare.
Putting on clothing feels like this:
You can forget about putting on any makeup for the next week.
The only thing that comforts you during such a dark time is lathering aloe all over your body and sitting in front of the fan.
Nobody should even think about touching you.
Because there is a special place in hell for people who slap sunburns.
Which basically means that sunscreen is life. Water, you can do without — but sunscreen is EVERYTHING.
Hence why you own so much of it.
It's a really hilarious joke when someone offers you SPF 15.
Applying sunscreen to your lips isn't a ~suggestion~...it's a damn priority.
You know overcast weather is just a cruel joke from the sun, who is still up there hiding behind the clouds and secretly roasting you.
So you're screwed even when you think your jeans will protect you from the sun's evil rays.
You may have, once or twice, thought you could get away with not wearing sunscreen, but the sun quickly gave you a reality check.
Speaking of peeling...
But deep down you kinda get excited to peel off your dead skin.
Like skin pouches are your reward for all the suffering you've endured.
Sometimes, though, your sunburn swells up, which just proves that the sun is out to get you.
And your completely fried self emanates heat with the intensity of a thousand suns.
The heat feels so strong that you literally think you're on fire.
People think you're being overdramatic about the whole thing.
You have strong feelings of hatred for people who say, "Oh, I never burn!"