I live on an island surrounded by a river. For my friends grad party we jumped in the river!! Fun right?! No!!
Everyone went out just fine and I was a bit later so my friend and I followed them out to the old detached dock farther out in the water. As soon as I got in I was waist deep in seaweed.. I screamed “OH GOD” the entire walk out. Everyone thought I was just cold. But I was being attacked by an irrational fear. I started crying and needed to step on my boyfriends shoulders so I could get out of the water.
He was so sweet about it even though I was crying like an idiot. He picked me up and carried me the whole way back to shore. He even lifted me onto the dock so I didn’t have to touch the seaweed.
I have the best boyfriend.