The cool breeze whisks through my hair. My body filled with suspense. I can feel my heart beating 5 times as fast as it normally does; as if it were to jump out of my chest. My muscles tighten and it stresses through my entire body. My stomach is starting to feel uneasy as I swallow the excess saliva that my mouth has been over producing. The moment of apprehension that my body is preparing itself for hasn’t even started yet as I clench onto the bar in my lap as if my life depended on it. Lost for words as every thought imaginable races through my mind. Then, my moment of anguish is interrupted by a taunting voice, “Please keep your arms and legs inside the ride at all times.”
The operator proceeds to put their thumb up as the train begins to move. Before I know it, the train then starts climbing up the incline slowly. I tell myself not to look down as the train reaches a higher altitude. It feels like time is in slow motion. As I approach the top my eyes disobey my thoughts of not looking down and now I am really in a panic. My fear of heights doesn’t help me as I become hysterical.
I force myself to put my hands up in the air to try and enjoy what I think are the last minutes of my life. I command my eyes to see everything as the ground races towards the coaster and the wind blasting past me, screaming from the top of my lungs. Going through the bends and turns, ups and downs. Feeling the rush.
What I thought would be an antagonizing experience turns into an exhilarating and fun experience. If I were to let my fear of heights intertwine with my love for roller coasters then I wouldn’t of experience such an amazing rush.
Just because you fear something don’t let that get in the way of doing what you love. Explore the world and never leave any stone unturned. Your fear is what could be the only thing stopping you from discovering what makes you happy.