I took the biggest leap of my life...
I stepped into an elevator alone. This is probably one of my greatest fears. Being alone in an elevator terrifies me. I can't tell you the last time I actually rode an elevator by myself. The thought petrifies me.
BUT.. I DID IT! I rode an elevator by myself, with a little encouragement from about 10 of my dental hygiene friends!! I told Leigh I wanted to get on it.. she encouraged me.... more like convinced me!! I was scared, palms were sweaty, stomach in knots.. crazy. So, I got on it. Then, as the doors started to shut I got halfway out so the door wouldn't shut. I thought I might have a heart attack. As you see, I didn't. I got back on. Leigh said, push the button and breathe... I did. The doors shut and I rode from the 4th floor to the 2nd. I squealed the whole way down... and when the doors opened and my friends were standing there clapping..I cried. Cried cause I rode it, cried cause they cared so much, cried cause I was glad to get off the elevator.. you name it.. I was crying about it... BUT I DID IT!!!
I don't think it's really fear...it's like I had a small issue with riding the elevator alone and I got so used to not riding the elevator alone that I figured I just couldn't ever ride it alone...but I forced myself to get over the fear... so NOW.. onto more elevators. I will conquer this..