I HATE rollercoasters!

I HATE rollercoaster's!
When Clint and I were dating I went to Six Flags with him and two of his friends. They put me on all the rides....every single one of them. I was OK until started to get dark. That's when the lights start to swirl in your head as you spin on the coasters. It makes everything ten times worse.

That night after we left- I stayed at Clint's parent's house in Brenham. All night I felt like I was on a rollercoaster. I was dizzy, sick to my stomach and nauseous. I threw up all night and my parents had to drive down to pick me up the next day because I was unable to drive myself home.

Did I mention that I HATE rollercoasters? I hate the ones that stay upright, the ones that go upside down, the ones that go side to side- I even HATE the tea cup ride at Disney World. When I am on a rollercoaster...I have NO CONTROL! I like to be in control. I like to know what is going to happen next. I like to not feel like I could throw up at any moment.

I want off of this rollercoaster ride RIGHT NOW!!.