😞⁉️ Teleporting to your trauma [|] Meme/Trend [|] 😓‼️ [•] Gacha Life 🌸✨ •

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Note: This is a real life experience.. I almost die there 😬

[makaylattt]

Don't worry ur not the only one! Lots of people who watched this has also experienced this including me. Luckily my dad saw me and saved me 🌝

[ThisIsLoveXLust]

Watching this I remembered an experience I had, don't know the exact age, but definitely under 8. My mom had warned me not do go out into the deep end of the lake/river, since there were snakes, and obviously, because it was deep. I was at a point in the water where my feet couldn't touch the ground, and I'm not sure what happened how but suddenly I started not being able to support myself and started going up in down in the water. I used my feet to push me back up and scream for help, and I remember my mom coming and dragging me to land. I know it wasn't as bad as others, and I still kind of enjoy swimming, but that was one of the most haunting experiences in my life.

Edit: HELP WHY IS THIS GOING VIRAL PLEASE STOP LIKING-

[tired_liv]

something like this happened to me when i was younger than 5. i was at the beach with my cousins, playing in the water even though we didn't have swimsuits. we just put our feet in when there was this wave coming. now, most of the waves were like this, so i just thought it would die down, like the others. but no. it didn't. they were calling my name- get out! but i just ignored them because it was still pretty far away. about 15-20 seconds later the wave pulled me under the water and i wasn't able to move a lot since i was wearing pants and a shirt since it wasn't that hot outside that day. so it was fine at first until i realized i couldn't hold my breath longer than 15 seconds. i was underwater for 30 seconds. with water up my nose. luckily i was able to put my head out of the water 3 times screaming "HELP!" but thank the lord my uncle was nearby, and i was shocked he was able to save me because, well, he was holding his drink in his left hand, and he doesn't have fingers on his right hand. even though i don't see my cousins that often nor my uncle i still thank him to this day, because without him, i probably wouldn't be here.
i'm sorry you went through something similar. 🤍

[AnuwaDaWatermeloon]

This has actually happened to me too. My mother had put me in swimming classes when I was 6-7 or something. I was doing okay, but the teachers were making everyone continuously swim around the whole pool, come out of it, dive and repeat. I was trying my best to keep going, but I ran out of energy and sunk to the bottom until one of my teachers saved me.
This is why I hate swimming to this day.

[anonymous.author]

This happened to me as well.

I was 9 and knew how to swim well enough, and me, my mom, my sibling, and my cousins all went to a lake. I swam out to the line that marked the boundary for swimming, since boats were out past that line. I was around 4’10, and that part was 6 feet deep. I swam back and asked my older sibling and my cousin if they would come out to the line with me. They said yes. I grabbed one of those boogie board things and wrapped the band around my ankle (I know, that’s practically a death sentence, I was dumb, and I was planning on surfing once we got midway, I know, stupid dream lol) My cousin who barely knew how to swim and was three years older than me insisted she didn’t need a floatation device, and we all swam out there, some rough waves hit, and I was using the boogie board for support. My cousin came up beside me and snatched the float out of my hands, keep in mind, I was horrible at treading water, therefor I literally just sank.

I still remember the feeling, the water sucking me under, my eyes blurring as waves assaulted them, my hand being the only thing reaching above the water. I was thrashing my legs as hard as I could but nothing lifted me. No one noticed, not even my sibling. Or they did, and didn’t do anything. I was in panic mode, I had no time to contemplate such things. The water was holding me under, my lungs were burning, my muscles seizing up In exhaustion, and slowly my body going numb as I sunk and floated at the same time.

Eventually I was able to drag my cousin behind me to a sand bank that I could just barely stand on. I immediately began hopping on one foot through the water, screaming for my mother. Who *didn’t hear* . Once she finally saw me and heard my screaming, she came running out to the water to help me. Immediately both my sibling and my cousin were in trouble, yet all they both got was a warning. I feel more extents should have been taken, but that’s just me.

We basically cut off that cousin and her family except for when we hand down things to them.

Just a few weeks ago we went on another lake trip with my other Mom, and everyone kept telling me: “Just get in the water! It’ll be fine.” Eventually I did, and whilst swimming to my Grandad’s boat, I was dragged under.
I kid you not I felt the exact same fear, panic, and sensation as water filled my lungs. Thank god my mom saw me and helped me get to the boat faster.

In all honesty, parents should watch their children better, and have quicker reaction time.

[evakhreiss]

This actually happened with me in a boat and ALL OF THE PPL CAME IN AND BOYS STARTED TO TAKE THERE CLOTHING ON TO SAVE US😭😭😭😭😭😭

[blu_berri]

Something like this happened to me, too. This is actually my first time talking about it with anyone. I was 5 or so, and at YMCA camp. I can't swim to this day because I get so spooked by the thought of anything like this happening. Two older kids came into the kiddie area and started making fun on me and my friends, and my freidns got out and went to the table area since they were upset. I am extremely empathic and got MAD, because to mess with me is one thing, to mess with my loved ones is another. I started telling them to quit it, and the older one of the two glared at me, gave the other kid a look, and counted down from three. On one, they dunked my head under the water and held me there. Being five, they were way stronger and I was fighting to get out, crying as the chlorine got in my eyes and kicking and screaming, , since I wasn't thinking about how I'd run out of air and inhale water. They finally let me up when I stopped fighting and went limp, since I had run out of air and basically accepted whatever would happen next. I coughed and coughed, and nobody had any clue because I said I just tripped and got a mouthful of water, then it went down the wrong pipe when I tried to spit it out. I hole this helps anyone reading realize they aren't alone, and Blueberry, I hope you feel better knowing we understand you and love you! ❤️

[liisadiemert]

This hits hard, since I am *extremely* afraid of drowning. Growing up, I was extremely light and thin. So when my school decided that every year there were going to be swimming lessons, I was originally super excited.

The first year it happened, I was in first grade. I was in the beginner's course since I knew nothing about swimming. One of the training exercises we had to do was holding our breath underwater. This normally wouldn't seem like a problem to most people, but I had a breathing condition where I couldn't breathe through my nose, so I couldn't take deep breaths like we were told to do before going underwater. So, me being the perfectionist I am, took the deepest breath I could through my mouth, and dunked my head in. I probably only lasted about 5-10 seconds before having to come back up. Since most of the other kids came up around that time too (since we were beginners), I thought I did a really good job.

The next exercise was to go to the bottom of the kiddie-pool and pick up those pool-ring things. Whoever got the most, won a prize. Thing was, we had to grab it with our hands, not our feet. I felt confident that I was going to win, until we actually started...
I couldn't reach the bottom. I was so light, that whenever I crouched down to get one, I floated off of my feet and to the top of the water. I kept struggling to force myself down, and started panicking when I couldn't hold my breath any longer. So, I came back up, stood up, trying to get my breathing back to normal. Apparently, my instructor couldn't tell that I was GASPING for air, and pushed me back under...
I brushed off the incident, and just kept trying. And failing. Every. Single. Year.

I would have just forgotten the incident, if only it hadn't happened every. Single. Time.

The following years up until third grade, I was in the beginner's course, while majority of my classmates kept leveling up. After third grade, I stopped trying with those lessons. I became afraid of them, since I couldn't breathe and I could never get enough air back in me before being pushed back down. Whenever my mom tried to get me to help her fill out the forms for it, I would break down and refuse. It turned into me refusing to go swimming (for fun, not lessons), going to the beach, and sometimes even having a bath (I had to take showers instead, unless I was having a really good day and decided to have a bath).

Those swimming lessons have ruined that fun for me. I've gotten better, so I'm good with small bodies of water (baths, kiddie pools, hot tubs, etc.), but I've had to make it clear to family and friends that I can't do beaches or public swimming pools that are crowded (I'm ok with quieter public pools) due to the fact that I will start having a panic attack if my head is pushed under the water without enough warning for me to get a really deep breath.
(My breathing condition *has* gotten better, but I still have shallow breaths when doing physical activity -long walks, running, jumping.) ((Yes, I can now breathe through my nose, but I was only able to starting in 7th grade. Mainly due to my insecurity about it that I started forcing myself to try breathing through my nose. Now, I joke about that condition because I'm able to taste scents due to my lack of smell growing up.))

[vivian_edits_stuffs]

Same..
It was my birthday.. When i fell into the deep deep pool

I was drowning.. No one around.. I was losing oxygen and i could barely breathe. I was so thankful my Uncle heard my cries for help.. They would've lost me on my own birthday

[AhyaWaya]

Something similar to this happened to me before.
I was around 5-7 and I was at a Waterpark, while floating I had gotten separated from my siblings and cousins. I was in my float wrong so it was hard to keep my head over the surface of the water, some teenagers floated right past me and started mumbling and laughing while I had almost DROWNED. Luckily I was able to get the float off and swim to a pole where it helped me, I then later found my family.

On that day it officially gave me two traumas. Drowning/swimming, and people I do not know. My family wondered how I had social anxiety all of a sudden but even I was scared of them to tell them how I felt. They never even noticed until I had helped MYSLELF.

[_Iemonboy.]

kind of the same thing happened to me, i was in a hotel pool and my dad and my brother were swimming past me, (at the time i couldn’t swim) so i decided i’d try and paddle towards my father. He didn’t notice me trying to get to him and i sank to the bottom of the pool. it felt like forever that i was down there, i still remember what it looked like. Luckily my mum was on the side of the pool and reached in and grabbed me. That was actually the only time i’ve kept my eyes open underwater lol
i’m so sorry this happened ❤️

[liv_isdead]

something sort of similar happened to me.

I can’t remember how old i was but i know i was on vacation. i was on vacation with family and friends for spring break. i remember at the house my family was renting, there was a pool. there was a shallow and deep end. i had jumped into the water at the middle of the shallow and deep end, but i thought i was jumping into the shallow end. i kept going in the water and out of the water, basically struggling to keep my self above the water. my parents were there, and they said that i was fine. at this point i started crying because i didn’t know what to do. all of a sudden, my uncle had pulled me out of the pool and i was a big crying mess.

now i don’t trust my parents as much as i used to.

[koiisafish]

I went through something similar when I was 5. I was taking swimming lessons but my teacher wasn't very good. He would often yell at us. And he always told me I was a horrible swimmer because I couldn't swim to the other end of the pool yet after 5 classes. So one day, he yelled at me saying I was going to drown one day because I couldn't swim and so he pushed me into the deep end of the pool and didn't let me hold onto anything. And I started drowning. Then he grabbed me by the shoulders and lifted me back up and started yelling "See!? That's what happens when you can't swim!" My mom reported him and never took me or my siblings back there again. Luckily, we found another swim place with better instructors.

[jap]

This hurts my heart, I’m so happy your ok now, my 2 year old sister died from drowning 🤕 so I’m super glad your ok!

[Adhd_huh]

We had the exact same trauma, except, no one was worried about me, they just laughed.... Life's good👍

[xcherrybxmbx]

This happened to me before, growing up my parents put me in swimming lessons because of the thrill of me being “physical” and “over worked.” I was 7 and was at swimming lessons, my trainer was a careless 40 something, male, who only cared when my parents were there to watch. One day, my mom had skipped out on coming for something for work, and left me alone with him. He had just told me to swim laps, granted I still had no idea how to swim, or even how to float at the time because the lessons before that were just us talking about the basics. Whilst swimming, he had told me he had to go to the bathroom. I warned him that I didn’t know how to swim and that I didn’t trust myself alone in the water. He ignored me, and told me again to swim laps, and don’t pout about it. While he was in the bathroom I was in the 11 foot deep water, and had got tired. I was a long ways away from the edge and tried swimming there, whilst heavily breathing. I lost control and sunk to the bottom, later I found myself in the hospital with my parents surrounding me. Now I have a severe fear of drowning, and being under water for to long. I’m 17 and still don’t like swimming.

[itz_cherrybomb]

I’m so sorry that happened! I can’t imagine what it would be like! I hope you’ve been able to get through that. I’m also sorry about all the comments saying it happened to them. I don’t think we should do that unless we are showing that you are not alone. I personally haven’t experienced this but I hope you’ll get through it! :]

[melissamartin]

This happend to me aswell.. its so terrifying. I was young when it happend at a family gathering, I was in the pool with my siblings. They were making waves in the pool and one reached me which dragged me to the bottom of the pool. My aunt was watching us and saw I wasn't coming back up she pulled me out by my pigtails. The most traumatizing thing ever which lead to me having a fear of waves. I'm so sorry you went through something similar 💕

[starz_]

This has happened to me too. One day in my hometown on vacation, (I was like 10 by the way) me, my cousin, and my brother, went into the pool next to the apartment complex we were staying at. We had a floating thing and my cousin was using it to float because he "couldn't swim" even though he was taller, older, and could touch the bottom, unlike me. As he came too me i was already struggling cause as a ten year old I didn't know how to float. He started dunking me under the water and I went to panic mode. I couldn't breath and I was screaming for my brother saying help and that I couldn't breath but he just sat there and watched smiling. Luckily I was able to propell my legs off of my cousin but he pulled me back. Then I finally escaped he hold and rushed to the side crying. My aunt comforted me and said my cousin would get in trouble, when in reality I didn't tell anyone except my aunt and he didn't get any punishment. Later he apologized because " he thought I knew how to swim so I would be fine and it would be funny." I never have trusted my cousin or my brother to protect me.

[amoryamethyst]

I hope you heal from the trauma soon!😊💗