And worsens with the feeling that the water is not only swirling beneath you, that Charybdis is clutching your feet.
I'm not sure which is worse -- that sinking feeling that you've lost something precious and irreplaceable, or the visceral realization that you didn't have it in the first place, and never had it in your life. You wouldn't recognize it anyway.
BTW - if you're of a mind to criticize MY weight? Kiss my ass.