This reminds me of my friends husband who was confronted by a knife weilding man who demanded he hand over his wallet while hurrying through Manchester one late night. He was on his way to catch a train and was pushed for time and all he could think was 'bloody hell I haven't got time for all this nonsense I'll miss my train' so he just said 'no' and pushed past him! Blokey was so astonished at his brusque dismissal that he just looked at him in astonishment and didn't even try to come after him!To me, dealing with fear isn't a conscious decision.
I went through a phase of this, but mine was walking over bridge parapets/walls. Old stone arch bridges in the countryside that is.If I have had a scary moment, it's been on reflection and way after the fact.
It might just be me but incidents have occurred, I've dealt with them, experienced the outcome, or just shrugged it off.
I can't ever feel scared, as such, apart from one incident ...
For reasons that are long and drawn out piffle, I used to climb the walls and roofs of my school. An urban climber, if you will, before parkour or exploration was a thing.
One cold and frosty night, I lost my grip on a roof peak and slowly slid down the clay tiles towards a three-story drop. I didn't scrabble - habit because I knew I wasn't meant to be there? - but glanced down for finger-holds etc. Nothing. Luckily, it was a slow process and I had a minute to think ... I came to the edge, and jammed my toes of both feet into the rain gutter! No probs!
Taking deep breaths, I looked around, assessed a way to get to a gable and edged my way back, to retrace my upward route and back into my room. It was then that I realised how close to plunging to my death.
I once went on a date with @FunkyTT. That was scary but she paid for the drinks.
Yes. She did. It's: 123-456-789 but it doesn't seem to be working somehow?.did you get a phone number?????????
Yes. She did. It's: 123-456-789 but it doesn't seem to be working somehow?.
You just have to cheapen everything don't you. All we did was a bit of bus shelter surfing, bottled someone then had a fight with a copper.
A quiet night out then.You just have to cheapen everything don't you. All we did was a bit of bus shelter surfing, bottled someone then had a fight with a copper.