Years back, looking at a coaster with a group of people was nerve racking. I wanted to back out before they say something like "Lets go on!". Overall, thats the reason why I skipped going to six flags few times because I didnt want friends to know my secret fear of coasters so I'd make something up. The one thing that truely broke my fear was when I had no choice but to join my relatives while they went to six flags magic mountain. I went on rides in Great America, but the only ones I went on were whizzer, viper, demon and batman the ride. Still, I was always looking at Raging Bull and the thing looked like something that wanted to kill me. I wasnt afraid of dying or falling. I was just afraid of the feeling. I use to hate the feeling of falling.
But anyway, we went to Magic Mountain and we started off big. I decided I didnt want to fight it. I didnt want to embarrass myself in front of my cousins whom I havent seen in years. So I had to go. We started on X2. And wow, what a start. But after, I loved it. We ran to viper. I was too pumped to be nervous. I went on and it was great! Later we went to Deja Vu' and at first, the screeching of the trains passing by was nerve racking, but still went. Tatsu was next(freakin' amazing!), Riddler's Revenge, many other's til' we got to my final challenge. Go-freakin'-lioth. I almost sat it out til' my sister convinced me to just try it. Since then, I loved coasters.
I use to be fascinated before then, thats why I enjoyed NL, but in real life at the time, it was scary.
I recently came back from my 3rd time at Magic Mountain. Rode all those rides again except scream . We had to choose between that and Goliath.
Now I'm trying to get my youngest brother to like them because he's the same way. He hates the feeling of falling. Dont know how to convince him, except telling him I'll buy him something cool. lol[:p]