Doesn’t matter if you’re ready or not. Sometimes you just have to jump.
Over the past summer I went skydiving with a couple of friends and two of my cousins at Lake Elsinore. I’ve always wanted to go skydiving since it seemed like the perfect adrenaline rush but never really thought I’d actually go through with it. Since the day started, I was extremely nervous and anxious. And prior to getting on the plane I went pee at least five times – and that’s underestimating it. Anyway, I had my mind set on being one of the last to jump (since that was the original plan). And unfortunately for me, I ended up being the last to board the plane which meant I had to jump first. As we took off in the air, my heart was pounding. Nonetheless, I am scared of heights and the fact that I was right in front of the open-aired door did not help at all. I thought to myself the normal “what-ifs” like what if the parachute doesn’t work and I die? All these crazy thoughts came across me. As we reached 12,000 ft. it was time. My instructor counted down 3..2..1.. When he was at 2, it didn’t matter if I was ready or not, I just knew it was no holding back now and that I absolutely had to jump. I jumped.
The first three to five seconds were the most terrifying three to five seconds of my life. I really felt as if death was not too far. But afterwards, my feelings changed. I felt on top of the world and invincible. The feeling of letting go of everything and just being free, words cannot explain. I felt all kinds of extreme emotions. l felt so fragile and helpless and at the same time so powerful and invincible.
