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Are you scared of heights?
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23 comments:
Yes. I wasn't when I was younger, but I am now.
Somewhat. I got over it for many years and I did work on the 82nd floor of the Empire State Building, but I'm sort of nervous about flying and I'd never do it in a helicopter or a small plane like a 2-seater. And I won't go on a giant Ferris Wheel either.
I am and I hate it too because things like sky diving look like great fun.
I have a fear of heights and falling... like from heights. My parents said I walked off the side of a cliff when I was about 18 months old. My dad caught my hand when I was below the ground level of the cliff. Maybe it was my parents freaking out, maybe it was something else...but I've had a fear of heights and falling from things...anything with my legs dangling, like a ski lift...for as long as I can recall.
Forgot about walking across my causeway which is steep and made of steel and you can see the water if you look down at your feet. The first time I did that walk I actually got dizzy and dis-oriented. So I walk it to a point, turn around and come back (walking for exercise).
Yes.
I hate flying, too. Very, very rarely fly at all.
Yes but only if a true risk of falling. Like on a walking down a steep hill or climbing down a fence or shaky ladder ..going up or staying up is no problem.
No the higher the better
I LOVE heights! It's a amazing to me.
Yes and I am also afraid of driving over bridges which sucks because I live in Florida where there are bridges everywhere.
Whatever happened to Derrick? Did his trolls finally get the best of him, or is he posting under another alias these days?
Well, it also sucks living in Florida, so I guess you get it coming and going.
I am weirdly a little afraid of lower heights, like being near a railing of a three story building. But I have jumped out of an airplane at 28k feet!
No, living in paradise doesn't suck at all. Margaritaville is all kinds of awesome.
Yes. I go on roller coasters and stuff, but being stationary at a high altitude gives me vertigo sometimes.
Same! I live in MA and I'm terrified of the Tobin Bridge and the whole mess of overpasses next to Logan Airport.
Afraid vs. Scared. I'm afraid of heights. Heights scare me. I'm not scared of heights. When people misuse scared/afraid it is like fingernails on a chalkboard to me. On is a verb, on is not. Just a personal pet peave.
I remember attending work-related classroom/symposium for several weeks on 50something floor of World Trade Center building 1 in 3/2001. My knees would buckle within 10 feet of floor to ceiling windows.. Had to take an escalator and 2 elevators to get that high. And the storiess weren't 10 feet but sometimes 20-25.
The first high-speed elevators I was ever on and the could probable fit a sedan and opened from both sides.
Two-story escalators (the ones that connect two floors but skip one—there's one in my town that connects the 6th floor to the 8th floor, and I was stupid enough to do a selfie video which turned into a rear-view mirror experience and I was like, "holy shit!") and being in the very back row of a really big, steep auditorium at the cinema.
I scream at the fly overs at the IMax.
I'm sorry. I do that on purpose (and I overuse "scary") because it sounds quirky like "woo-woo" (an otherwise pejorative term) sounds quirky. My personal pet-peeve is when people say "film star" or call any celebrity a "star", because I know we're all made of stardust: http://www.physics.org/article-questions.asp?id=52
I say "castmate" instead of "costar", and "actor/actress" (to refer to professions). But I tolerate when people figuratively say, "Regina George thinks she's the 'star' [main attraction] of the show." Just not when discussing the profession in general.
I get nervous if I'm not in an enclosed area, but I can live with it.
Yep.
it freaks me out if I focus on it too much, but I feel like I can hype myself up enough to do certain fun things
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