Now I know it for sure.

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I knew for a long time that I hated ladders and heights, but today confirmed it for me. Today I had to work on a rooftop garden on a pool house, and I couldn't figure out how to get up on that roof, even though it was 2' away from me. I couldn't figure out where to put the ladder in order to get on it, and I was afraid because the space between where I was and the pool house was just empty space. The ground was about 12' down. If I were to have fallen, no one would have known, they wouldn't have heard me, and there was no way I could have called out for anyone at that time. On the other side of the fence, the ground was about 4' down, and it would have been easier to get up on the roof with the ladder, but I couldn't get the ladder over there as it was far too heavy to move it over the fence. So I told my boss that I couldn't figure it out, and she showed me how to get up, and then down when I was ready to get off. I worked up there in the sweltering heat, and when I was ready to get off the roof, I got down on my knees to get across, but I slipped due to the fact that my knees were sweaty. Suddenly, I was scared and couldn't get off the roof. Thankfully there was a guy working there who helped me off, told me that sometimes he gets the same feeling when on a ladder. I don't want to have to do that again, but I have a feeling that I wont have a choice the next time we go back there.