Everyone in my family is afraid of heights. But we randomly decided to go on one roller-coaster ride.
I was feeling brave. I started motivating my younger brother well in advance.
I will be right here next to you.
You got this.
We got strapped and the ride started.
I was still at it.... motivating...
I am right here.
Don't be afraid.
The ride started building momentum. Suddenly it occurred to me that I may plummet to my death.
Too Fast.. This is too fast.
I could have been warm and safe at home.
I can't do this.
I tried to close my eyes and breath.... but when we got to the highest point - I lost it.
Get me off.
My brother was shocked. He turned to look at me.
Though he was equally terrified, he burst out laughing when he saw me oscillate between crying and laughing at myself. The Tony Robbins from seconds ago was gone.
Note to self - never volunteer to be a coach.
My brother was still laughing when we got off the ride.
He looked at me in the eye and asked... WHY?