I've been lying about my age for years... I'm not 27. I'm 49.

I’ve been lying about my age for years… I’m not 27. I’m 49. When I was 27 years old, I had a beer with my future self who warned me about the importance of sunscreen and I made fun of him because it was a joke, haha, who cares about wrinkles, sucks to be old. My future self told me that I was making a huge mistake, but I didn’t listen and I went home and forgot all about it. <br><br>Fast forward 22 years, and I’m in my forties. I remember my future self visiting me, I remember my future self telling me about the importance of sunscreen, and I laughed about it. But then I got sad because now I understand what my future self was talking about. I’m a wrinkly mess and sun spots are all over my face, and I regret my past decision every single day. <br><br>And then, one day, a young man in his late 20s showed up at my doorstep. He had a bottle of beer in his hand, and he looked exactly like me when I was young. He looked familiar, but I couldn’t pinpoint why. He told me that he wanted to talk about something important, and I couldn’t tell why, but I felt like I was reliving a déjà vu. I asked who he was, and he looked at me with sad eyes and told me that he was me, but from the future. <br><br>I was shocked, but I couldn’t deny it. I felt like I had relived this moment before, and I knew exactly what he was going to say next. I felt like I was reliving a loop, and I was sad to admit that I was the liar from the past. I was the young man who had visited future me, who had visited another future me, and now I was the old future me who had been visited by another young future me. I felt like I was cursed to relive this moment over and over and over, and I didn’t know how to escape the loop. My future self looked at me with tears in his eyes, and I knew exactly what he was going to say next. <br><br>“Please,” future me said. “Listen to me. Wear sunscreen. Don’t make the same mistake I did. I’m living in constant regret and I don’t want you to live with the same pain that I am. Please.” <br><br>I knew that I couldn’t change my past decisions, but I could change my future. I looked at myself, and I knew that I had to tell myself the truth. <br><br>“Please,” I said, my voice shaking with tears. “Listen to me. Wear sunscreen. Don’t make the same mistake I did. I’m living in constant regret and I don’t want you to live with the same pain that I am. Please.” <br><br>I looked at my younger self with a hopeful smile, knowing that maybe, just maybe, we could break the loop. But future me just looked at me with sad eyes, and I knew that I had failed. The loop would continue, and we would be stuck in this never-ending cycle of misery. The last thing I remember is future me’s tears, and the never-ending pain that I felt every single day. I don’t know what happened next, because I don’t remember it. But I know that I failed, and that I’m still stuck in this loop. But if you’re reading this, know that I’m begging you… please, wear sunscreen.