Now that my written driving test was over, it was time to book driving lessons and a driving test appointment. The earliest test date I could get was three months away. My stomach tightened and I felt sick inside.
I found a local driving instructor and began having lessons. I was nervous having someone in the car critiquing my every move. My nervousness led me to making simple mistakes. I felt like everything I did was wrong. What was going on? I knew I was a good driver, but I started doubting myself. I took one lesson a week and then quickly went to two a week as I didn’t have a way to practice driving my car. I had a learner’s permit, which allowed me to drive with someone who had had a British driving license for three years. My friends who fit these criteria, were not available when I was, so I had to pay for more lessons. The money was mounting up. I couldn’t drive on my own, so had to walk everywhere. I had to ask people to drive me places that were too far away to walk to. That was hard. I was becoming increasingly scared about the test. If I failed, I would have to wait another three months to schedule another test! I was becoming completely consumed by driving and my anxieties were skyrocketing! Just the mere thought of driving was making my stomach hurt, my hands sweat, my head hurt, and I could hardly breathe.
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AuthorDebra Wheeler is a retired educator of 30 years, teaching at community colleges and elementary schools in the United States, Germany and England. Debra works now as a Yoga Therapist and teacher, working with adults and children. She co-created and implemented a mindfulness program for elementary schools. Debra loves to listen to chamber orchestras and cathedral choirs, as well as playing classical piano music. She loves lilacs, sunflowers, blue skies, fresh air, mountains, and dancing in the rain. Family and friends are where her heart resides. Archives
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