When I was younger, I had to wear a Milwaukee brace. The name sounds fun because “Milwaukee” is involved in a lot of neat things, including beer, but this was not fun. Though it did a variety of things to me, the relevant-to-this-post thing is that it did not allow me to look down. It held my head up and forward and it took a lot of getting used to. With each step, I felt like I was going to fall off the edge of whatever I was standing on, even if what I was standing on had no edges – didn’t matter. Thus, I became afraid of heights. Walking on ground was frightening enough…walking on anything elevated was a nightmare. Thankfully, the elementary school I attended was kind enough to give me a key to the elevator so I could completely avoid the stairs.
So here is my translation of Illustration Friday’s “Heights”:
It Does Art 
Bravo, great story and I totally get your message. Great illustration!
Thank you!! š I’m glad you enjoyed it and got it!
this is awesome, both story and illustration. well done.
Thanks so much! š
Love the soft litte belly and th knies! Hopee you have overcome your fear.
Thank you! š I didn’t realize it until I saw your comment, but the belly looking thing is actually part of the brace š It was a light flesh colored hard plastic that covered my belly and hips (like a really uncomfortable corset). But it DOES look like a belly, you’re right! The fear has mostly been overcome…once in a while my heart beats quickly if I’m going down a flight of stairs š
I love it! And you are so pretty. š If I were a lost kid in Walmart and you found me I’d say a pretty lady found me.
Adorable! Thank you, Pet š
If you cant’ see the ground, I suppose every step truly does feel as though you were on a cliff edge. Wow. Interpretation of those feelings visually in this image is intense.
Such a great comment – thank you! I was nervous that I didn’t convey that and now…not so much š