Whenever the bus or car I am in goes up a flyover, I can't make myself look out the window. This is how extreme my fear of height is. I feel faint and quesy whenever I do so. It's weird but I feel like I am on the edge of falling over even though I am safely tucked inside a moving vehicle.
However, I do like looking at people when they fly in the air when they do their flying trapeze act. I find it fascinating and I find it mesmerizing. I envy them for what they do because I cannot do it, or so I thought.
A co-blogger managed to convince me to try out the flying trapeze. For some weird reason, I said yes. OMIGOSH! I said yes. This is me before I went up to something that will forever change my life.
On the way up, I wanted to back down. I was thinking, "yeah, this is crazy. I don't need to do this." then I switch to "I will overcome my fear and get it over and done with. I can do this OH NO CAN I DO THIS?"
At this point, I just completely focused on the words of the man who was guiding me upstairs. This was probably the most vulnerable position I could be in because they could easily push me and I'd be airborne and not be able to do anything about it.
And I am off! What a rush it was to fly in the air and just whoop out the loudest scream that I could muster. It was so loud that people in the neighboring tents actually came out to have a look at what was happening. Eeekkk!
After several swings, I was finally told to let go and so I did. It was so liberating to be honest. It felt really good to just scream out all my fears and frustration and to actually just fly in the air.
Thank you flying trapeze for this experience. It is definitely one of a kind.