I’m not a big fan of heights. I suppose it’s safe to say that I really hate heights, and that I’m scared of them.
Somebody once told me that it’s not the fall that’s the problem, but the sudden stop at the end. As somebody who has never actually fallen from a significant height (that I can think of), I’m not sure that’s true. I have spent far more time terrified of high places than I have spent hitting things from having fallen.
To some extent, I seek out opportunities to be high up. I think exposure to fear is important, the ability to not let is dictate what we can and can’t do. I mean, I will probably never go to Australia because of my fear of spiders (I freeze up if the spider is the size of my pinky-nail), but I will go up ladders, or walk near cliffs, drive over really tall bridges… it’s uncomfortable, but usually I can handle it.
I mention this because yesterday I was supposed to be doing a high ropes course, but it was cancelled due to weather (high winds). A part of me laments not getting to do it, but another part of me is definitely relieved. Overcoming your fears is important, but sometimes it’s nice to not have to worry about them.
Hope everyone out there is staying safe and healthy!