Aren’t fears supposed to go away with one-digit age.
From fear of monster underneath the bed to watching horror movies with eyes wide open.
From fear of falling from a bike to riding on a 100-horsepower motorcycle.
That’s what I thought.
Until I stood in front of the Star Mine Suspension Bridge at Drumheller, Alberta. I remember something—instantly. I was reminded by my stiffened legs that I have fear of crossing bridges.
Gephyrophobia. That’s what it is called in Psychology. (I have to search the term online.)
What about acrophobia?
This I know very well since I haven’t outgrown the fear of heights. With the sum of fears from my childhood, I pressed on to the other side—head up high—proud of every step I made.
Don’t look down.
(Thanks for the advice, the occasional push on my back. And yes I forgave my friends who jumped several times. Misery doesn’t love annoying company.)
By keeping an eye to the goal—literally—I made it on the other side.
The side trip to the Star Mine Suspension Bridge from The Royal Tyrrell Musem was all worth it. The scenery calms my wobbling knees. I didn’t have time to cherish success as I was busy taking photographs.
“That’s where I’ve been.”
(Looking from the other side, I knew I had to walk another 117 meter—with less fear.)
Going back wasn’t hard at all. I walked as fast as I can. I stayed at the middle even though people are passing by as if they are walking on the street in rush hour.
I didn’t budge.
That’s how you can spot an acrophobic or gephyrobic. Sorry it just happened that I’m both.
So please give way.
At the end of the bridge where I started, I lost the fear somehow, just as long as I wouldn’t have to cross the Star Mine Suspension Bridge again.
My side trip to fear ended. The feeling has subside.
The fear may not go away.
The important thing is to try anyway (although no one is there to push and cheer you).
Why be fearful when you can be grateful. Try. Keep on trying.
All the miners in the old days who crossed the bridge every day with the heavy loads recognized the opportunity to safely reach the other side. They may had fear but that didn’t stop them.
We all have to cross a lot of bridges in life—alone or with someone. And in every attempt you can conquer fear better than before.
Do you also have fear of heights or something else from the list of phobias?