My ultimate insect phobia is moths, I can’t stand them. I get that it’s totally irrational, like what are they going to do to me? Flap me to death with their teeny tiny wings? It’s just they’re so black and silent and fly around your face. When I was kid I would get a bit hysterical around moths but I like to think these days my fear is at more manageable and socially acceptable level. And all because of a trip to Thailand.
There is no way I’m doing that, I remember thinking staring down the sheer smooth rocks of the waterfall. Our guide was explaining the exact point where I needed to step off the ledge and abseil down the waterfall into the small lagoon far below. As I looked around at the eyes of my friends in the group I saw equal parts of excitement and nervousness. I’ve already come this far, there’s no backing out now.