Yesterday, I did something I had never done before. It was something I dread, ALWAYS.
I drove on the highway in Western Australia – long distance. 392 km to be exact.
I have an intense fear of driving and it’s something that holds me back from doing things and going places.
I never learned to drive as a teenager. I didn’t get my licence until I was well past 30. This is inherited I reckon.
My father has never had a driver’s licence.
My eldest sister was well into her 40s before she learned to drive. Other sisters were older too before obtaining a license. I’m not alone in my fretful mentalness when it comes to being behind the wheel of a car.
It’s not all driving though. I can drive around town or to neighbouring towns with no issues. But ask me to drive to a city or for a 100km plus jaunt along the highway and I start to panic.
Until I do it.
I was perfectly fine when I set out yesterday morning. The sun was shining. I had petrol in the car. The GPS was set. The CD player was filled with 80s classics.
I think I can thank Prince for getting me to Geraldton and back.
We belted out all of his top tunes together. It was fun.
I actually enjoyed the trip.
Any anxiety I had beforehand was gone once I started driving. And really, I didn’t think much about it. I just knew it had to be done so I did it.
Simple as that.
Although I did this and I am really happy with myself, I know my fear of driving is not beat.
Ask me to drive to Perth and I will flat out refuse.
Driving in a city is a GIANT leap that I am not ready to take. Baby steps. Baby steps.
My next mission will be to Joondalup, just on the outskirts of Perth.
Dreading something because of fear?
Just DO IT. It’s really the only way to get over it.
When was the last time you did something really scary?