"Brave"

Everyone around me gathered, asking me if I were okay. I was.

Was.

But now, I am not.

The deep swimming pool is right before my eyes, everyone's eyes on me. My breath is shaky and I feel suffocated. My whole body feels numb, the tingling sensation from my arms to my legs continues to bother me.

They tell me not to be scaredㅡsaid they can tell because they can feel me shaking despite me not being able to feel it at all. They tell me to it up and get it over withㅡto conquer the fear. But it is easier than done, is it not? They say that it's just fear. Yet if it is that shallow, I will not feel suffocatedㅡI cannot stop being scared just because I want to.

They do not know that.

No, more like they choose not to.

Fear is eating me. I cannot feel anything anymore so I start to tear up. But still, they tell me to be brave as if I am not trying already.

Be brave.

Be brave.

Be brave.

Hence, I am left alone trying to stop the anxiety that is steadily enveloping my whole system along with the great feeling o