Posted on September 28, 2009 in Anxiety
If I am to keep acrophobia from overwhelming me, there’s a simple thing I must do: keep my butt firmly planted. I can get on a ski lift with my feet dangling hundreds of feet in the air and feel no fear. It is difficult to stand at the rim of a canyon, but I can sit with my feet hanging over the edge. No panic captures me until the moment when I stand up: evidentally, I do not trust my heels and toes to keep my head from toppling.