Came face to face with mine today, no sh it sherlock. i'm still trying to figure out exactly what happened, there was some language and or cultural issue going on. I was in my apartment pool in the far deep end, and at first this young couple were swimming together in the shallow end. then they moved to the deep end also, and it looked like they were dunking each other, but the girl was holding onto the side of the pool, and the guy started moving towards the center of the pool, then he started sinking. I asked the girl if he needed help, she said yes. I grabbed his hand, he jumped on me, then started pushing me under. i'm trying to get to the side of the pool, another woman jumps in, I go under again and i'm thinking, "is this how it ends, really? no, this is NOT how it ends! it's you or me, buddy, and I can't save you if I drown too" and I break free of him, and at that point, the other woman told me later, she had also been trying to break his hold on me, and so she pulled him to the edge, and then I was okay. but it was a freakin cl0se call. eerie to see him floating under water like that. then when he rushed up, it was just like in the movies. and i'm also thinking, as i'm going under, "oh yeah, so THIS is why they say don't try a water rescue if you don't know what you're doing, cos you'll both drown." you're supposed to pin the person's arm behind him so he can't fight you, now I know. i'll have to practice on T tomorrow. maybe now he'll agree to be my swim coach. I am oddly calm, I don't know if it's meds or if i'm just weird. I have historically been proven good in an emergency. so - passive death wish FAIL, once again.