Three biggest fears

Maybe the root of my motivation to keep moving forward wasn’t in my dreams, but in my fears that kept me awake at night. One would think it would be the other way around, but what doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger, right? They seemed to haunt my thoughts wherever life seemed to take me, and they still do. Stopping me from doing even some of the little things in life. They say that the only thing to fear is fear itself, but overcoming your fears is one of the biggest obstacles anyone will ever face in their lifetime. My top three greatest fears seem to be the fear of sharks, the fear of the dark, and the fear of a wasted life.

One of my greatest fears is the fear of sharks. Silly right? When I was little, my grandmother would always take me and my other siblings down to the beach since her parents lived in florida. I would always take my goggles and snorkeler, swim out into the open ocean, and begin my search for sand dollars. One day came to where I had became lost in my search and found myself to be a little too far away from the shore. I popped my head out of the water and realized I couldn’t touch the bottom even though I had been able to see it. I dove back into the water only to find myself facing the side fin of a bull shark. I was instantly paralyzed with fear and thought I was looking death in the face. I swam as fast as I could to the sand bar because I knew it was closer to my location than the actual shore was. Once I was sitting on a whole bunch of sand and there was about an inch of water around me I was finally able to catch my breath. I crawled back to the shore where my family was and told them about my encounter. Being little they didn’t believe me, but not once did I go further than the sand bar after that. They told me to dry off because we were going to walk to a crab shack that happened to be on the beach we were on for lunch. We were only halfway between our set up and the crab shack when screams were coming from behind us. We