But who knows that my Acrophobia is actually still quite alive. I used to have this phobia when I was in middle school. Back then the fear was quite uncontrollable that it wrecked my mind brutally. And that fear greets me again like an old friend when I was climbing the rock during this activity.
In rock climbing, each steps require strength. Not just body strength but mental strength as well since the goal is to reach the peak with just a rope and steps made of metal. For me it was a real struggle since Acrophobia greeted me gently again and the result my mind was quite messy because of the illusions cause by this phobia.
I do not know that I need more willpower to complete the task. There are a few times, I think and feel I can't make it since my mind are crazily slapping me with crazy thoughts. But there are times where, I just can't take my eyes off the nature and how it makes me feel.
It makes me feel small and weak yet content. It reminds me of how I should face life--always moving forward towards a goal even when I feel uncertain.
Indeed....
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