I'm mad at my genetics. A dad with red hair and maternal aunts and uncles who are gingers. A grandpa and a brother who both have had melanoma. It was only a matter of time....
(Nevermind that I sped up the process by tanning in a tanning bed....)
When I read all of the risk factors for this stupid disease, I basically can say, "Yep, that's me," all the way down the list. Sometimes I'm happy to tic all the boxes, but not this time.
I remember when I used to hope my children were redheads. I feel akin to those with the same auburn tint as me and I wanted that for my kids. Not any more. I hope they all have dark hair like their dad. I hope they don't get my freckles.
I hope they don't get my genetics...
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