Life is funny

A year ago I was starting this mental health journey, I was battling a crippling anxiety, I couldn’t even take showers or simply sleep. I lived in a constant panic attack state.

All I knew was fear, worries and depression. All I knew was that I was tired of feeling this way, but I knew the journey would be long and probably painful.

Crying became a normality instead of a burden, panic attacks lessen and my self-control got better every day.

I was struggling ( I still am) but little by little life became less overwhelming. I was actually LIVING.

So when my dad asked me if I wanted to go skydiving I doubt it for some minutes .ME? THE ONE SCARED OF EVERYTHING? THE ONE SCARED OF DEATH? NO WAY!

But then I thought, WHAT IF? What if I actually do this? And I enjoy it? Or even if I hate it but I can say I DID IT!

I started to think about the many things I feared in my life, the many times I cried just thinking about death, how THIS was one of those importunities of actually LIVING!

So I accepted, the days ahead were filled with anxiety and nervousness but I was ready

It finally happened, I was in the plane, harness on, 14 thousand feet up in the sky. Then we jumped.

I can’t really tell you much about what I thought in those minutes, I was free falling and my brain went blank, but once the parachute opened and I started drifting in the air, I realized: I WAS ALIVE

I was flying, I was letting Mother Nature take control of where I was going, I was in the air, FREE and I was OKAY.

When I arrived to the ground I understood that the fear I had about skydiving was understandable but it didn’t stop me, I still did it even with all my fears! And I was back in the ground, nice and safe

Life is funny, because one year ago I couldn’t even take a shower and now I am jumping out of planes.

Looking forward to what I will be doing next year

“I wanna live better days
Never look back and say
Could have been me”