My body felt so stiff that it became harder and harder to swim. I couldn’t even move freely with that feeling of constriction and heaviness. I felt so helpless as I slowly sank for the second time, excluding the dark experiences I had in my dream. This already happened so many times, and I don’t know why I could barely move. Maybe I’m meant to sink and just give up. This life is not mine anymore to live. It would make me question everything, if it were even mine, to begin with. The feeling of weakness consumed me until I felt too helpless to move. I could barely see a thing with my eyes having a challenging time opening and with the lack of air making it harder and harder for me to breathe. I was fighting despite the feeling that it already felt like a losing battle when there was only

