The only thing stopping you from facing your fears, is yourself. Taking a risk, stepping out of your comfort zone and not limiting yourself to what you can and can’t do are such important steps in helping you face your fears.
The day I faced my fears was on June 4th, 2016. After a long car ride filled with singing, laughing and short naps, my friends and I finally reached our awaited destination, Canada’s Wonderland.
As we got out of the packed grey car, I looked up to the bright and dazzling morning sky, but before I could admire how beautiful it was, the butterflies that were dancing in my stomach were quickly replaced with fear and uneasiness. The first thing I saw was an enormous, steel bar coaster, zooming through its tracks while everyone …show more content…
My mind is flooded with questions. When are we going to reach the top? What if the lap bar pops up? What if I fall out of the cart? It was as though all the questions rushing through my mind were feeding the anxiousness in my stomach, like throwing wood into a fire, causing it to reach levels that were nothing I’ve ever encountered. Suddenly, the cart stops, I took a quick glance to my side and with eyes wide open, I saw the entire park from the top; the view was astonishing.
But, just like Romeo and Juliet’s love story, my admiration for the view did not last long; for in that second, we dropped. The cart now accelerating down the steep hill at speeds that momentarily stopped the beating in my heart. I grip the bar as if my life depended on it, which at the moment, it really did. I try to scream but to no prevail.
Feeling the cool breeze blow past me as we go up and down at such a rapid rate, I finally managed to open my eyes. I began enjoying myself and actually succeeded in letting go of the bar. I told myself that since I survived the 80 degree drop, the rest should be a breeze and it really was. Feeling the rush, raising my hands in the air, and laughing with my friends made me realize and that moment—what was I so afraid
The day I faced my fears was on June 4th, 2016. After a long car ride filled with singing, laughing and short naps, my friends and I finally reached our awaited destination, Canada’s Wonderland.
As we got out of the packed grey car, I looked up to the bright and dazzling morning sky, but before I could admire how beautiful it was, the butterflies that were dancing in my stomach were quickly replaced with fear and uneasiness. The first thing I saw was an enormous, steel bar coaster, zooming through its tracks while everyone …show more content…
My mind is flooded with questions. When are we going to reach the top? What if the lap bar pops up? What if I fall out of the cart? It was as though all the questions rushing through my mind were feeding the anxiousness in my stomach, like throwing wood into a fire, causing it to reach levels that were nothing I’ve ever encountered. Suddenly, the cart stops, I took a quick glance to my side and with eyes wide open, I saw the entire park from the top; the view was astonishing.
But, just like Romeo and Juliet’s love story, my admiration for the view did not last long; for in that second, we dropped. The cart now accelerating down the steep hill at speeds that momentarily stopped the beating in my heart. I grip the bar as if my life depended on it, which at the moment, it really did. I try to scream but to no prevail.
Feeling the cool breeze blow past me as we go up and down at such a rapid rate, I finally managed to open my eyes. I began enjoying myself and actually succeeded in letting go of the bar. I told myself that since I survived the 80 degree drop, the rest should be a breeze and it really was. Feeling the rush, raising my hands in the air, and laughing with my friends made me realize and that moment—what was I so afraid