I have always hated my fear of heights. If I am on a plane and it hits turbulence, alittle part of me dies inside. I think the main problem with my fear is a lack of trust. I blame those hilarious friends I had as a child who thought it was a brilliant idea to pretend to push me off a cliff and then say 'saved ya life'.
So I have been gradually taking steps to overcome my fear. I climbed the pyramid and sat on the edge of the cliff and dangled my feet over the edge (much to the disbelief of my good friend who had spent various plane trips with me trying to calm me down). Then, in my first week in Auckland, I went bungy jumping. According to the instructor, I was one of the funniest people he had ever seen jump. Blood curdling screams rapidly turned into maniacal laughter and as soon as I was hoisted back up, I ran to hug every stranger in sight.
2 months later and a free skydive fell into my lap. Why not, I thought. I always said I would never pay to be terrified and in danger but if its free, then I would be silly to not do it. I've got to say, it was probably the most brilliant thing I have ever done. Again, complete panic to begin with but sheer awesome by the end. And I've got to say, It was actually alot easier to do than bungy.
I think I'm getting there.
BEFORE (Terrified)
AFTER (So dang happy)
There is just one problem... Now I want more!
