I love driving, being one with the Machine. My exoskeleton. Lol.
However, when my father attempted to teach me manual, I had a little nervous breakdown/meltdown/whatever you want to call it. He basically threw me in the deep end, making me drive to town instead of goofing around in a parking lot or something and letting me work it out myself, and I ended up grinding the gears a lot, the noise of it unnerved and upset me to the point of tears, under the pressure and expectations of the situation. Which it still does to this day if I accidentally screw up when I'm shifting, like if my foot slips off the clutch or something (I don't cry though, just wince, Lol). That was disappointing, and he was very impatient and a bit nasty about it, to my best recollection. He usually wasn't so bad about driving, it's a special interest we've both shared and he had me driving informally from early on. But that was my first time on manual (I had been driving unlicenced since I was 14 or so, living in rural area, even around town too with a friend's car as we could get away with that back then but the cars I drove were automatics). I have stories of stealing the family car when parents went out for the day, and just driving around my area. Never had to worry about cops or anything. Driving was very important where I lived, and still is, as public transport is very lacking and things are very spread out here, even in these days of greater population density.
What worked for me was having an instructor, because he was patient and kind, and he actually explained the mechanics of it to me, how the clutch worked the flywheel and everything. He explained to me how it all came together which enabled me to have a visual reference in my mind of the process of cause and effect. That made it a lot easier for some reason, and I prefer manual to this day, and would choose it over automatic every time. I drive manual intuitively now. Driving manual is the real deal, to me. I get bored with automatics and I prefer the greater control I have over the vehicle that I have with standard transmission.
But then, my secret fantasy was to be a race car driver or a probably moreso, a stunt driver. Fast precision driving. I also love driving in the snow and other adverse conditions, as I have an intimate knowledge/experience with the applied physics involved and I very rarely get into any trouble, in fact I manage to avoid a lot of nasty situations from my driving situational awareness, and cumulative experience. This of course developed to degrees over many years of driving, and a lot of experimentation which most people don't have the opportunity to indulge in so I consider myself fortunate to have had the opportunity. Driving is one of the few things I could consider myself having 'mastered'. I don't enjoy driving in traffic that much, I very much prefer having the road to myself.