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I kind of envy you......that is the place that I cannot go.I started posting in P&N occasionally even though I was skerd to do it at first.
I get that exact thing about heights. I think that it's a visual thing where my eyes can't cope with the near and far being so close together and that kinda makes me dizzy. And then when you feel dizzy and you can't see properly in that situation....About the only fear I have...other than my wife...is heights.
I can fly in planes or helicopters, I've parachuted out of quite a few...I can stand on top of a building or cliff and look over the edge no problem...but walking on the structural iron or the top of a wall? Nope.
Can't really do the "zoom boom" types of manlifts...and getting in a manbasket on a crane hook is a big NOPE!
The first time I flew I was nervous as a whore in church but a friend gave me some great advice. Don't worry til you see a flight attendant panic. They know when it's time to start worrying. But the one I can't get past is heights. For some reason flying is different. Go into a tall building is ok til someone says " come over here and check out this view." F that. Went to the Grand Canyon and the wife walks to the edge that has a gorgeous view. She tells me get over here and look at this view. F that. I can see fine from 40 feet back.I used to get anxious/nervous when flying and now I don't at all.
Gave a presentation in front of a bunch of C programmers.Speaking in front of a crowd.
When I got my first job after my studies, it was as a teacher, no I had never thought before. So I just had to learn...Gave a presentation in front of a bunch of C programmers.
Had really bland presentation slides.
But I focused on what I wanted to say and kinda blanked everything out.
Froze for a few seconds and forgot what to say when I saw a bunch of guys whispering into each other's ears and smirking (probably about me). My professor just stared at me weird, like thinking, so?????
I regained my composure and kept going.
Every one was supposed to have max 5 minutes to talk.
I went on for 15 minutes and the professor didn't interrupt me.
There was an applause at the end. Not sure if they really liked my presentation or if it was out of politeness to not want to make me feel bad, since I was one of the oldest guys there (aged 42 while most of them were 20 somethings. Few in their 30s. In fact, I suspect my professor was in his early 40s).
Few weeks later, I receive an email from my professor with the grade for my presentation.
It shocked me.
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Was NOT expecting that at all.
That's interesting that you had a fear of death so strong you needed meds. I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night and realize I am going to die someday and on that day I won't wake up ever again. It lasts like 15 minutes as I contemplate what nothingness would be like, then I remember I was dead for 12 billion years before my birth and will be dead for billions of years after that, so they aren't that different. Now my only fear with death is dying in a slow and painful manner and having to decide if death is better than life because of the pain.Fear of death. I mean, I'm not looking forward to it obviously and I deserve precisely zero credit for that.
Psych meds are you friend. Just be sure to get a good shrink