Yesterday I went rock climbing for the first time - on a rock climbing wall, indoors, at the Outdoor Adventure Show. I always wanted to try it, but have been reluctant because of how Nancy died. Strangely enough, that didn't even factor into my decision to try it yesterday. I was optimistic and started strong, until the reality of what I was doing set in, and then the fear took over - not that I'm scared of heights, but I couldn't make it to the top. I was half a metre from the top, and proud of my progress, but I could no longer continue. The emotion took over and I felt I had to explain (in as few words as possible) to the poor person helping me why the girl that had started off so strongly ended up in tears by the end of the experience.
The lesson today is not to shy away from experiences, and to honour whatever comes up for you in those moments - even if it's in a crowded hall full of people that might not "get it". If you're able to compartmentalize and deal with the emotions at a more appropriate time, then more power to you!
Take care of yourselves and practice your self care, lovelies - very rarely are others looking out for you in this life, so you better look out for yourself <3
