So, i got my license a couple years ago. The theory tests were easy, most theory is. Depending, on a person's level of understanding, but anyway. That's beside the point. When i did my test, it took me till the fifth attempt to be able to get it. I was always jealous of people who could pass on the first or second go. As that is an amazing feat to have. But, i still have difficulty with driving, i hate it when the car is not lined up near a curb, i don't like it when i don't park exactly how i'd like to. I watch people look at me and laugh, because i can't get the car to be how i want. It's frustrating sometimes.
Sometimes, i like to think that's just me or it's my disability coming into play. But, driving for me over long periods. I get anxiety. I shake, i panic when i can't find my way. It gets really overwhelming to the point i have to pull over and breathe. I'm embarrassed most of the time. Other times, my sense of direction locks up. And i loop a street five or six times. And all i can think about is these people going "What is this weirdo doing?" My anxiety drives me to do this. But, when i am in a good mood. I drive amazing, like a pro. I get compliments from friends and family that my driving is amazing. But, i still think i am horrid.
Most of the time i don't want to drive, but i know i have to. A bit like Sheldon Cooper (Big Bang Theory) he has his license but would rather be driven around. I'm the same... And huge mac trucks scare the crap outta me, as i know they have huge difficulties with braking and going up hills, and that i always try and stay the hell away from a truck.
Over time i will get over these things and get more experience. But, i swear. I'm even lucky to have my license.
And funny enough. I passed on May the 4th. Star Wars day! Lmao!
Sometimes, i like to think that's just me or it's my disability coming into play. But, driving for me over long periods. I get anxiety. I shake, i panic when i can't find my way. It gets really overwhelming to the point i have to pull over and breathe. I'm embarrassed most of the time. Other times, my sense of direction locks up. And i loop a street five or six times. And all i can think about is these people going "What is this weirdo doing?" My anxiety drives me to do this. But, when i am in a good mood. I drive amazing, like a pro. I get compliments from friends and family that my driving is amazing. But, i still think i am horrid.
Most of the time i don't want to drive, but i know i have to. A bit like Sheldon Cooper (Big Bang Theory) he has his license but would rather be driven around. I'm the same... And huge mac trucks scare the crap outta me, as i know they have huge difficulties with braking and going up hills, and that i always try and stay the hell away from a truck.
Over time i will get over these things and get more experience. But, i swear. I'm even lucky to have my license.
And funny enough. I passed on May the 4th. Star Wars day! Lmao!
