Swimming lessons
It was not a random phone conversation I had with my cousin today. We spoke about how hard it is to process our feelings sometime when we are lost in life. Listening to her reminded me of those days.
After completing my degree, It felt like I was falling from the sky into a deep ocean in the middle of nowhere. My heart raced with an adrenaline rush. With a cacophony of the ocean's screams, I crashed into the water. I struggled to breathe and failed to swim. Losing my energy, I drowned deep in the dark.
With zero hope and energy, I realized I should stop weighing myself down and stay calm to float up. But it wasn't easy. The weight of the water was still pushing me down. I stayed there without doing anything and stopped hurting myself to fight back.
A little glow of light sparked here and there. Suddenly, small luminous sea creatures covered me and pushed me up where sunlight pierced into the ocean. Slowly, I moved my hands and legs, trying to swim. Reaching up, facing the sky, I took a deep breath.
I started floating.
Now, I still continue to learn how to swim. And every time I have an adrenaline rush, I pause and try to float.