10 Steps Away

I’m steps away from voluntarily jumping off a bridge. Why am I doing this? How did I let my friends talk me into this. This is exactly what I was warned about all through my childhood.

9 Steps Away

Is this even safe? I didn’t see any kind of permits or anything, but these guys look like they know what they’re doing. Right? Hey, if I do this and am panicked when I’m pulled back up the worker will have to wrap me in his arms and comfort me.

8 Steps Away

What is wrong with me. I’m not that desperate and alone that I would jump off a bridge just to get a guys attention! What if I am the one? Not the good kind of one, but the one that pushes the bungee past it’s limit, and instead of yo-yo-ing around for a few seconds I just yo. That’s what I would be remembered by, a terrible last decision.

6 Steps

What will I be remembered by, it’s not like I’ve accomplished anything significant in my 30 years. I’ve worked and done what I was supposed to, how horrible is that.

4 Steps Away

That’s it do or die, this is who I am now. I’m not going to let fear keep me from trying this. If I die, hopefully I look cool on the way down.

3 Steps Away

This is a mistake. This is a mistake. This is a mistake.

2 Steps Away

The hot instructor is talking to me but I have no clue what he’s saying. It’s just a blur of sounds. Is he singing to me? I nod yes with an awkward giggle and it seems to do the trick.

1 Step

Tell my parents I loved them, and it was me that scratched the car in 2005. Turns out a stairway of paint cans do not make for a good dunk launchpad.

0 Steps

Ahhh! I’ve changed from a woman to a stick man, unable to move. Unable to breathe. Not wanting to see.

Until I’m no longer bouncing. I’m gliding, practically flying. I’m floating over lush trees, a sparkling blue stream, and letting the cool breeze push through my hair. It’s a view that I couldn’t see from 10 steps away, and definitely didn’t appreciate from 1. I’m glad this was not a mistake.