Overcoming the Fear of Roller Coasters

The things we unwitting do to each can bethe ride but he couldn't. I could see in his face his
profound. I once made my 8 year old son comeconfusion and frustration because he really, really
on a roller coaster ride when he did not want to.wanted to go on that ride with his sisters, but
He was afraid, but I selfishly wanted to go on itanother part, deep within, wouldn't let him. He was
and I made him come with me in spite of hisin an awful state of confusion, and now tears, but
protests. On the ride he sat in the seat with hisfortunately, in that moment, I saw deeply what I
arms folded tightly across his little chest, angrilyhad done to him that day two years earlier.
and defiantly, but moments after the ride beganIt was horrible and painful to see what I caused
we hit a bump, which abruptly raised him high offby forcing my son against his will to ride that
his seat and scared that pants off him becauseearlier roller-coaster. I took him aside and
he wasn't ready for it. Of course he immediatelyreminded him of that last roller coaster ride. I
grabbed the restraining bar for the rest of theexplained that I was very wrong to do what I did
ride but when the ride was over he was somemaking him go on it when he didn't want to and I
mad. Fuming at me was more accurate, but itapologized right then and there. I told him his fear
had to go somewhere ultimately, because a kidwasn't really toward the roller-coaster but was
old can't stay mad at his Dad forever.really unreleased upset and anger toward me
What he did was to unconsciously sublimated hisinside him...that his original anger and upset he had
anger away from me and directed it toward theagainst me shows up now at roller-coasters, and
roller-coaster instead. For once unresolved angerthat is why in now feels like being afraid to go on
gets inside us it has to show-up somewhere. Ina roller-coaster again. I also told him that all he had
this case, I would later learn, it would manifest into do was forgive me for what I did that day
the form of a phobia...or more precisely, the fearand he would be OK.
of roller coasters.He looked me right in the eye, paused thoughtfully
Now fast forward two years. My son and I hadfor a moment, and then his eyes light up with
met up with his mom and sisters at Six Flagsrecognition. He smiled and wrapped his arms
Amusement Park one summer day. We werearound me giving me a big hug before running off
separated and hadn't all been together in thoseto catch up with his sisters. All three of them
two years. We had a great day until it came timethen went on the roller-coaster and had great
for the roller coaster ride, which my son'sfun...5 or 6 times I think. I have never forgotten
younger sisters eagerly wanted to go on. And sothat lesson.
did my son...I could see he really wanted to go on