Out of all the excursions we had planned, going ziplining was the one I was most paranoid about. I am terrified of heights and started feeling anxious before we even left the house. As we got harnessed up, my anxiety started building and the tears quickly followed. I completed the first two ziplines while shaking and crying, not making it to the end of either of them, and therefore causing the guide to come out and get me. Now it is funny, but at the moment I was absolutely terrified. By the fourth line, the tears were gone and I was ready to take on some more. This feeling, however, was quickly crushed. We came to a platform and we had to sit on the edge and then attached to a machine wiggle off and fall 50 feet. As I watched several people fall my anxiety took over and I could not control my emotions. I sat down and began pleading with the guide to not make me go and the next thing I know he is lifting me up and throwing me off. I reached the bottom and was hysterical. Now all of this sounds extremely dramatic and maybe even a little ridiculous, however this is one of my biggest fears and I couldn't help my emotions. At the end of the day, I am SO proud of myself for going through the course and not giving up. The women around me were truly amazing as they continued to hug me, comfort me, and encourage me to continue. I honestly would not have been able to do any of it without them. This experience was something I thought I would never do, and here I am able to tell the story of how I DID IT (: It's amazing because when I think this trip can't get any more wonderful, something else happens that makes me feel so blessed to be here!