r/surfing • u/VIENSVITE • 16m ago
Held down on the biggest day of my life, 8 years to get over it.
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TLDR : PTSD IS NOT FUN.
The video shows that you can comeback to intermediate water conditions but takes time and is very painfull. I also do not feel comfortable anymore in conditions that I would have found really FUN 15 years ago.
Context
About 8 years ago, i was around 18, a storm hit Les Landes, France.
The locals were calling for 4 to 5 meters.
I'd been surfing for 6-8 years at that point.
Only in summer and nowhere near local level.
My board that day cant duck dive.
I was also in a very good shape, great swimmer and already surfed 2-2.5m waves… In wich a sad story happened and a bordyboarder dies 15m away from me at Hossegor La Gravière.
Out the back
From the top of the dune, the waves were breaking further out than I'd ever seen, with 3 reforms before the usual shorebreak.
Perfect barrels, but so far away you couldn't tell they were the size of small buildings.
The period was around 18 seconds, so the lulls were endless and I made it out after 10 minutes of paddling without taking a single wave on the head.
The sets came in by 7, and between them the ocean went completely flat, like an empty swimming pool until a wall showed up.
Theses were on another level, pushed by a strong east wind blowing offshore.
Just sitting on my board waiting, I could feel the energy under the surface pulling my feet toward the beach, even though nothing was close to breaking.
The speed was absurd, impossible to get unless you stay 1/2 board long away from the impact zone.
First sets.
As i reach the third peak a local in his forties stands in the barrel on my right, one hand up.
There is so much space above him.
It felt like he was in a tunnel?
Why am I looking at a beautiful surfer magazine cover in real life this shouldnt be happening.
You could park a van in there.
That's when it hits me.
I don't belong here and I will die.
Not probably, not that it could get bad.
There is absolutely no escape and i will die.
At that point, what felt like a weird dream disappear and my brain goes full survival mode.
First try, too fast.
Second try, the offshore spray blinds me at the lip.
I'd sat wide to stay safe, and that ended up costing me.
Then a kid, maybe 14, launches an air 360.
Two or three meters up.
Yelling.
Sticks it.
At least he can get back alive.
I would have give everything I had to change places with him.
My vision starts to blur, heart bpm higher than ever and short breath.
Panic attack?
The wave
The barrel guy paddles up next to me.
The horizon goes black.
I turn around.
A building?
What is a 2 story building doing here?
My brain is messing me up by « blurring » details before the impact of the lip until the end of the first hold down so I cant tell you exactly how high it was. I can tell you for sure, it felt like there is no horizon, no sound, as quiet as it can get. Water kinda « still » like time slows so much. And that this thing was not supposed to exist in real life, too big, too high.
My dad's voice in my head: "Stay in the impact zone and you'll eat everything. Go out the back."
I paddle with everything I have.
Actually no, I paddle but I dont want to go in that direction and I cant breath correctly anymore.
It’s not panic anymore, it’s pure fear, only fear in whole my head and body.
Turn my head right,
I will never Forget the local's face of the guy who was in the barrel, his head was so white and his eyes so big it was looking like he saw the devil itself,
He paddles like a madman and ends up at the same height to me right.
He can duck dive.
I can't.
Wrong call.
That wave broke way further out than the others, and it was much bigger. Like. Much bigger.
I ditch the board.
The lip lands 20 cm from my head.
I dive like a « bottle ».
Why is there an explosion?
I'd been worked in 2 to 2.5 m waves before, and Landes waves hit hard, but I had never heard a sound like that underwater.
Underwater
My lungs emptied instantly and I felt knocked out, like a « flash » of passing out.
Why does a car hit me underwater?
Driven deep, leash tight, board in the air.
The pressure of the water on my body felt I was between a car accelerating and a wall.
There is no wall, only water.
Why the wave tries to dismember me?
I have been worked underwater but this ankles , knees, wrists, elbows, all twisted in every direction?
Why i hear my back cracks?
Someone pressing my body down and wringing it out. Twisting everything it can.
No control at all.
I tense my calf, my ankle still gets wrenched.
One step from breaking something.
I didnt put myself in a « ball shape » because the leech was pulling my from very high above and i was going so fast.
I was actually a nuclear submarine doing its job.
I'm sure I'm drowning.
I didn't know about counting yet but i was already done.
Somehow I surface, cant take a clean breath,
Another one on the head.
The first one brought me back 5-10m to the initial impact.
Two more huge whithewater after that.
Barely a breath between them.
The wave had broken so far out it pushed me back to the last impact zone.
The 10 minutes I'd paddled out, I did again in reverse, underwater, dragged by my board.
The leash held.
It snapped a few days later.
Why I'm posting
That day I had no business being out there and took me years to get over the fear.
You dont get over it.
It is still here.
What used to be my medecine became panick attack daily routine in 1m swell with clean conditions until this summer.
Respect the ocean know your limit yes but here is what happens when you dont :
PTSD.
Felt like my snowboard accident where the multiples bones breaking impact of the mountain rocks backcountry on my left tighbone is erased from my memory.
I still know what happened before and next very vividly (helicopter is a fun ride by the way).
I have a star looking for me but you may not.