What makes me afraid? It’s not the dark, it’s not spiders, and it’s not ghosts. It’s not knowing what might be under or around me when I am in the ocean. All these movies like Jaws, Deep Blue Sea and Open Ocean shows everything that is out there to get me. I mean the ocean covers the majority of our planet. Me in this vast ocean is like a spec of dust in my room.
Don’t get me wrong I love swimming in the ocean and going to the beach, but I always have these dark thoughts in the back of my mind of the unforeseeable. Standing in the ocean and not knowing what I might step on even worries me. There could be a crab waiting to pinch me with its claws or a poisonous sea urchin on the ground waiting for me to step on it. Every time I step on seaweed I get a little hesitant because I think its something else.
I remember going snorkeling in Mexico and the water was so clear I was able to see so far. I thought it was the best. I swam to a reef and a couple feet down there were hundreds of fish it was amazing. Then I saw this giant dark shadow that I couldn’t quite make out what it was. Immediately, I started swimming away because I didn’t want to stay there and find out what it was even though it probably wouldn’t swim up to me.
I try to hide this fear because I feel that it is pretty dumb to be scared of fish, but it’s something that I probably won’t get over. I will however continue going to the ocean and hopefully one day I will learn how to surf. I am sure the whole time I am out there learning to surf I will be thinking about how I look like an injured seal, the perfect meal for a shark. Guess I am just going to have to face my fear!
