scared to scuba dive

I came to Zakynthos hoping to swim with sea turtles. Instead, I learned how to breathe again.

Scuba diving had never been on my bucket list. But when we signed up for a course on this lush Ionian island, I didn’t expect it to shake me so deeply. Learning to dive pushed me past fear and into unfamiliar territory—beneath the surface and within myself.

This isn’t a story about ticking off a bucket-list adventure. It’s about panic and presence. Control and surrender. What it means to be a beginner, and what it means to keep going anyway.