Same thing here. When we’re on vacation, my wife can fearlessly walk up to the edge of a cliff, but I just can’t. I’m afraid that I’ll get disoriented and lose my balance!
When I consider the risk (death or dismemberment) versus the reward (standing several feet closer to the edge), it just doesn’t seem worth it at all. Maybe I’m just rationalizing my fear, but these sharp drops really seem like a uniquely dangerous situation in my life.
I can do work high up on a swaying scissor lift or even drive the fucker around extended no problem. If I’m clipped in or there’s a fence high enough I’m good.
But you better believe if I had to go to a cliff edge I’d be crawling towards it. Similarly- 30 foot cliff above a lake, sure I’ll jump off it. 30 foot cliff above dirt, not going near the edge.
Same thing here. When we’re on vacation, my wife can fearlessly walk up to the edge of a cliff, but I just can’t. I’m afraid that I’ll get disoriented and lose my balance!
When I consider the risk (death or dismemberment) versus the reward (standing several feet closer to the edge), it just doesn’t seem worth it at all. Maybe I’m just rationalizing my fear, but these sharp drops really seem like a uniquely dangerous situation in my life.
I can do work high up on a swaying scissor lift or even drive the fucker around extended no problem. If I’m clipped in or there’s a fence high enough I’m good.
But you better believe if I had to go to a cliff edge I’d be crawling towards it. Similarly- 30 foot cliff above a lake, sure I’ll jump off it. 30 foot cliff above dirt, not going near the edge.