I’m surprised. I only cried a little. *pats myself on the back

I am so afraid of falling, I don’t put myself in any situation where I can’t make out the shape of the gum on the floor.
And to be honest, it’s not the actually act of falling, which is quite nice, that scares me. It’s when it’s all over, when you’re no longer flying and hit the floor. All the pain and anguish; just can’t go through it.
Because, even if only last a little while, every single hit and the dreadful memory that comes with it is traumatizing and keeps you up at night.