A Fishing Trip That Changed My Life (Mental Health Counseling Discussion)

I was an extreme motocross rider. I couldn’t count the times that I raced with my bike because it has been the only thing I do for the past eight years. It was a pretty much dangerous hobby. That explains why people close to me often tell me to quit the sport. But of course, I was too stubborn to listen because that extreme sport they are calling dangerous is what’s making me happy.

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But about a few months ago, I had a pretty bad injury. I crashed and hit my head really hard during a local motocross competition. There are too many fractures in my face, I broke some of my ribs, and I was bleeding from my ears. It was a physically devastating incident. With all those physical damages, it was the time I realized that I should give that motocross sport up. However, doing that made me feel like I lost a big part of myself. And that is what puts me in destructive moments of my life.

I felt so disappointed with the incident that made me hate myself. From there, I engaged with destructive habits such as drinking too much, smoking lots of cigarettes, trying some drugs, and gambling. I was certain that what I was doing was out of line and that it will only bounce back once I hit the damage so hard. But I liked the idea of instant relief these destructive habits do to me. So I shrug off people’s concerns and advice despite seeing myself in a miserable state.

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The Coping Strategy

Motocross is what I have always wanted to do. That is why I put all my heart and soul into it the first time I tried it. So the moment I decided to quit on it, I felt like it is okay not to care about my life anymore. Fortunately, some of my friends and family stood by me. They were there when I needed them the most, and they never gave up on me even though I already gave up on myself. So to reassure them that I appreciated all their efforts in taking care of me, I decided to work on some coping strategies.

I tried so many different things. I enrolled in a music class, I started to learn cooking and baking, and I even started a small grocery business. Those things are helpful in the first few weeks of trying it. However, they cannot take my mind off of the incident I had. I still went on a full mode of self-pity and regret thinking I now do not have the chance to go back to motocross again. I felt so depressed and hopeless that I even tried riding my bike one more time, even though I was forbidden to do so.

But one time, my dad took me again on a fishing trip. When I was just a kid, fishing was pretty much a ritual that my father and I used to do once a month. But after I engaged in motocross, I totally forgot about it. So, when I went fishing after months of mental and emotional devastation, I was stunned. I got hooked on fishing.

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Fishing And Mental Health

Back in the day, I never really understand why my father likes the hobby so much. Yes, I find it interesting. But as a kid at that time, I was only focused on catching some fish. I only went to the lake with my father to accompany him. I did not think much of it as a bonding moment at that time because I genuinely have no idea about my dad’s fishing activity purposes.

But I thanked my dad for bringing me and introducing me again to fishing. It was at that particular moment I realized I have so much to do in life. Fishing took away all the stress and anxiety I held on to for too long. It was an amazing moment that my every anguish, sadness, emptiness, and loneliness disappeared.

Fishing slowly healed me emotionally and mentally. It put my mind and body in a calm state where it gave me the strength to cope with my own issues. It somehow made me open up with myself and become one with it again. I regained my self-awareness and self-confidence and appreciate what life has to offer even more.

Final Thoughts

I spent most of my life isolated from everyone due to many disappointments built up in my head after the motocross incident. I was emotionally unstable and mentally unaware of what I was doing with my life. But being out there and spending time with nature brought back my senses. Something is calming in fishing that took away all my sorrows and pain. It made my life better.

 

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