If the previous night was one of the lowest points of my life, this morning had to be one of its highest. Thanks in all part to my dive instructor Jim, the both of us stayed behind after the morning dive whilst the others went back. And there and then I conquered the mask one skill by one. My problems with the mask were all in the mind. That hour there; it wasn’t just about scuba, it was about facing a deep-rooted fear.
We started out in the shallows, where the water only reached my neck. I just repeated the process of flooding my mask and draining it.The sea water stung my nose, pressed down and my face, and kept me in darkness; but it made me realize that THAT was the worst of it. As long as I kept breathing through the regulator in my mouth, I would remain alive and breathing. In 20 minutes, I was already swimming around in darkness without the mask. My scuba training would CONTINUE.
It’s not to say that I now look forward to ripping the mask of my face or flooding it without cause; because it still stresses, frightens, freaks, and frustrates me. The only difference is, the phobia I used to have is now just a fear kept in check. Knowing that eventhough I hate it but CAN do it when necessary; was all that was needed for Jim to see me grin for the very first time since scuba diving began.
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hello nat! the seawater really is damaging for the hair and also skin. My skin peeled at the nails until it bled. and the UV rays...wait till u check out the tanline on my arms
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