So you basically climbed down the side of a building?!?!??!? Bloody hell you never fail to impress meI was trapped on the top of a building and as I couldn't get anyone on the ground to notice me (believe me I tried), I (despite having almost fallen to my death shortly before) gave up safety and went out onto a narrow ledge with only the front of my feet able to fit and hugging the wall and tried to reach a way down. It hadn't seemed windy until I was out there and I have never been so conscious of the balance of weight in my own body. Of course I looked down! I'd guess it was about forty feet up with a drop onto hard stone. That was bad enough and then I got to the corner of the tower... Going around that corner is the most terrifying thing I ever did on purpose.
This was the same night I had my experience with the consciousness of everyone. I should really write about the whole night. The fact that there were people on the ground who didn't acknowledge I existed no matter how much I screamed and shouted for help was part of the weirdness of that night and the only reason I went out onto the ledge.
Not scary per se as not much legitimately scares me, but I was shaking after that lolSo you basically climbed down the side of a building?!?!??!? Bloody hell you never fail to impress me
For me it must have been being an idiot and while chilling with some friends and as we crossed a bridge, I climbed over the edge and was hanging there while talking to my friends pretending everything was normal. You know how sometimes your feet slip? Anyhow I didn’t fall and I climbed right back after that
I was trapped on the top of a building and as I couldn't get anyone on the ground to notice me (believe me I tried), I (despite having almost fallen to my death shortly before) gave up safety and went out onto a narrow ledge with only the front of my feet able to fit and hugging the wall and tried to reach a way down. It hadn't seemed windy until I was out there and I have never been so conscious of the balance of weight in my own body. Of course I looked down! I'd guess it was about forty feet up with a drop onto hard stone. That was bad enough and then I got to the corner of the tower... Going around that corner is the most terrifying thing I ever did on purpose.
This was the same night I had my experience with the consciousness of everyone. I should really write about the whole night. The fact that there were people on the ground who didn't acknowledge I existed no matter how much I screamed and shouted for help was part of the weirdness of that night and the only reason I went out onto the ledge.
Mine was to get on a Ferris Wheel. Now, I know...that sounds like it should be fun, right? My fear of heights is phobic level and this thing was HUGE. My sister challenged me to face my fears. Welp, let me tell ya! The man running the darn thing let me do one round up and down and stopped it to let me off as I fainted on the "down" trip. I guess he was a little afraid of me sliding right out of the thing. My sister was zero help...she was laughing too hard.