Roller coasters

When I was a kid I was scared to do anything. There were certain playground apparatus I would not even dare try. The monkey bars? No way, I would not even fathom it. I did not even give it a try and scrape my knee before I decided it was a bad idea.

When I was ten, my family and I took a trip to Disneyworld. It was a great experience for the most part, but as many of you may know or have heard, they have some pretty spectacular rides. Although afraid of a lot of them, I did partake in trying them out with my siblings.  The only thing is I did not actually experience too many of them because I had my eyes closed the whole time. The ghost train, eyes closed. Tower of Terror, eyes closed. Anything of height was basically eyes closed (and maybe the It’s a Small World ride because it was so boring it could put you to sleep).

This went on for a large portion of my life. I was a thrillseeker whose eyes were always firmly shut. I did all of these cool things, but never saw any of it.

I have never been a fan of heights and when I was in the single digits of my life I had an accident where I laughed so hard I fell backwards from a height and sustained a head injury. I think this is where my fear of heights stems from, although I could be wrong.

Fast forward to my adult years. I think I was early twenties and I was on a family day out with my sister and her kids. We went to a funfair and of course there were rollercoasters. I had not been on a ride for quite a few years. This time I thought “let’s see how it is if I keep my eyes open” and guess what? The experience was a million times better! But who am I kidding? Most people obviously know this.

A few years after this I got to go to Disneyworld again. I went on every ride possible and had my eyes open the whole time. I would even run back into the queues and take second and third turns. Making up for all the times I missed out by not fully enjoying the experience.

I was lucky enough to get the chance to go back and try it all over again, but of course this is not always the way.

It is almost 2am and I have just gotten over my huge three stint of anxiety. I am on the last step before I reach my destination and this all popped into my head.

I think what I am really trying to say is regrets are seldom about what I have done and more about what I have not. I would not say that I regret anything in life per se, because the life I have lived has shaped me to be the person I am today. But I without a doubt missed out on a lot due to my fear of absolutely nothing.

My anxiety is not quite as tame as I would like it to be, but old habits are hard to break.

Until next time, take chances. You never know what will happen, it might even be great!




  1. Not afraid of heights but I am afraid of the feelings you experience when on a ride. Always have been since my friend made me go on a child version (we were about 10) of that ride that goes up and then drops you down. I just don’t like adrenaline!!! So brave of you though.

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  2. Hey Sara.. I could totally relate to your experiences, as I too have been apprehensive of most of the things in my life since childhood.. But, like you have also experienced that it is better to let go of the fear, and enjoy the moments of life to the fullest, as time won’t bring back the same opportunities again and again.
    Cheers to life 🙂

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  3. Hi Sara,
    I love the story you shared with us. It’s such a great example of how irrational fear makes one ill. I was anxious for such a long time until I decided that I’ve suffered enough. Now I keep my eyes wide open.
    Sending you lots of love from Greece,

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  4. So very, very true. Interestingly, I’m actually the reverse these days – when I was in my 20’s i was lucky and blessed to have the chance to live in New Zealand for 8 months and did it all: skydiving, white water, cave-diving, the lot. I fed off the adrenaline high like a junkie from the gods, and it was unmatchable.

    Now Im lucky in the sense i can revel in those memories by proxy – and the thought of a rollercoaster brings me out in a prickly sweat! Wonderful post – keep ’em coming 😁

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