I haven't liked roller coasters since I was a young adult. After having kids, for some reason, I suddenly became too scared to go on any amusement park rides. If I did decide to go on one with the kids, because they begged me, I would have visions of the car flying off the tracks or the swing detaching from the rigging. Rides were terrifying for me.
At Disney, because my mother was with us, I took Xanax every day, actually twice a day. I had also promised the kids that no matter how scared I was, I would go on any ride they wanted to because I could be a brave mama. Ha! Well, the first roller coaster we went on was Splash Mountain. While waiting in line, I realized I wasn't even scared. All through the ride, I didn't get scared at all. It wasn't that I didn't get a rush riding it, but I wasn't scared. Woo hoo! I went on to ride Big Thunder Railroad, Mount Everest (twice), Rockin Roller Coaster and the Tower of Terror! The only ride that I didn't enjoy was Mission Space because I felt like I was being choked while it simulated rocketing into space.
A word of advice: After getting your shorts completely soaked riding Splash Mountain, don't use the toilet seat covers, Disney so nicely provides for you in their restrooms, the paper will stick to your wet butt. This type of paper will not peel off your butt in one piece, I guess because it is meant to dissolve when wet. You will next try desperately to dry your butt with toilet paper only to end up with tiny pieces of paper stuck to your butt and then will have to use your antibacterial wipeys to wipe your butt before you put your wet shorts back on. Also don't ride Splash Mountain first because your shorts will not dry in time to prevent your legs from chafing. Just so you know.