The Daily Post asks: When you do something scary or stressful — bungee jumping, public speaking, etc. — do you prefer to be surrounded by friends or by strangers? Why?
My parents are opposite; my dad hates heights and speed, but my mum craves it (which is why she wants to go paragliding in the summer). This set me up for a whirlwind of emotions, because I crave speed and adventure, but at the same time I am a chicken clucking and clinging to my soul. I never succumbed to peer pressure when my friends and I went on rollercoasters, and I only agreed to go on them, because deep down I wanted to so bad, even if it meant fainting in the middle of the ride (which I didn’t). Because I’m not a big fan of crowds, I prefer to have at least a friend or family member with me, for emotional support (or emotional destruction if they encourage me to go on a ride of terror).
❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤