my fear of the ocean is great yet i am drawn to it. Its one of those things where you have one bad experience and you are ruined. Completely ruined to the point of no return. The bad part about this fear is that i love the ocean. i love the beach, the sand and just how i feel when i am riding on top of the wave. It's incomparable to much things. With this great love and great fear i am limited. I am limited on how i can actually love and enjoy the ocean when i am corrupted by fear and anxiety. I believe this longing fear will never reach the end of its rope. It will cheep up when my guard is down and all my work all my improvement would not matter. It would vanish in the air and i will be back to square one. We don't always run away from fear. Sometimes we chase after it.
-Cobb