Mackinac Island Fanatic
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: At the bottom of a lake (Michigan)
I don't have any horrid phobia of driving (I never finished driver's ed, so technically don't know how to drive), but it's something I don't want to do for various reasons. I can't afford a car. I can't afford insurance or repairs. I have no clue how to maintain a car or what to look for if something goes wrong. I have nowhere to keep a car. I can't afford gas. I have nowhere of significance to go that would warrant investing in a car. I'm horrible with directions so could easily get lost. I'm afraid of running over or into something/someone. I'm afraid of breaking some kind of traffic law and getting pulled over. (Here the paranoid part of my mind kicks in and says I'm afraid I might get pulled over by somebody pretending to be a police officer and then something really bad happens.) And yes, when I think about it longer, I'm afraid merely of being noticed and of just looking stupid in one.
In my case, I think it has more to do with OCD, and just plain being reasonable--I'm not responsible enough for a car--than it has to do with social anxiety, but there could be an element of that too, I suppose.
If I don't reply to you, it's NOTHING PERSONAL. It's my ANXIETY.
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