Have you ever almost drowned?
When I was a 4'4" 6-year-old, I tried to go in the 5" side of the pool. Mind you, I couldn't swim. I held on to the side of the pool until I decided it'd be best to push myself away from the edge.
I immediately began drowning.
It was terrifying at first. I quickly started flailing my arms, trying to get myself back to the edge. Why did it seem so far away all of a sudden?
My lungs gasped for air but were met with water, not exactly the next best thing. Let me tell you, breathing in water hurts like a bitch.
At some point, it stopped hurting, though. I don't know if I was close to unconsciousness or if I just accepted my fate for a couple seconds but after that burning feeling, I felt a couple seconds of bliss.
That was until I touched the bottom of the pool with my feet and my survival instincts kicked in as I pushed myself up to the surface and back to the edge.
I never forgot that feeling of breathing in water.
In class a couple weeks ago, I went to answer a question but I couldn't.
My best friend and I got in a fight and I couldn't find it in me to defend myself.
Oh and my dog whines and begs for me to do something with him. Anything but sit there.
These moments seem random but they all have one thing in common.
Every single moment was a time when I felt that feeling of breathing water when there was no water in sight. Each time, worse than the last. Each time, the floor is farther and farther away.
Have you ever almost drowned?
It happens to me every single day.
-j.z.
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