Guess what guyssssss! Over the summer I overcame a fear, after almost dying as a kid from being in the deepest part of a pool after superstition of pointing at a grave happened, I jumped off of a diving board and plunged into 13ft alone. Of course I had a lifeguard helping with encouragement and things but I slipped up and closed my eyes, blacked out and jumped. Felt like the longest leap of my life. I was terrified then I forgot to hold my nose so water shot up in my nose hard and burned, had a migraine and anxiety thinking the water was going up to my brain and I was going to die because it wouldn’t stop hurting for the rest of the day. I’ll probably never do it again lol but it was a different kind of experience for me and I kinda overcame it. I still don’t look at or point at gravesites though.
