I’ve always had an affinity for deep water/being underwater. I’m not sure if it’s purely a tertiary thing or if there’s a sexual aspect to it, but I’ve had some kind of hydrophilia for as long as I can remember.

I think part of it may be that I was hydrophobic to some degree as a young child. Apparently when I was, like, 2, I got out of the car and fell into a river. I don’t remember this happening, though, and I only half remember being told the story a few years after the fact.

What I do for sure remember was being afraid of deep water but also being strangely drawn to it. I also remember being unusually fond of the water levels in Super Mario 64 (Jolly Roger Bay, Dire Dire Docks, and Wet-Dry World). I also vaguely remember a dream I had when I was in kindergarten (or maybe preschool, I went to the same facility for both but switched to a more mainstream elementary school in 1st grade) where I was at what was basically an indoor pool but way deeper, and there were balconies above the pool that had pool tiling. (It’s a bit tricky to explain.) The balcony had no railing and some of the balconies were connected by ledges against the wall that were so thin I had to carefully sidle along to not fall off. I don’t remember whether I fell off this ledge or if I fell off from one of the balconies, but I remember that I did fall off and into the pool. And at the bottom of the pool, I saw my youngest older brother swimming around, and we just casually greeted each other. IDK, it was a dream.

Sorry, this kinda got away from me and I ended up rambling a whole bunch, but yeah.