juliaoceania -> RE: How do you conquer your fears? (6/9/2011 1:22:14 PM)
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Here's the thing, I don't want something to have this control over me. Since I said I'd do it, and committed to it, I've been going around with a constant feeling of dread - like there is an enemy out in the bushes waiting to pounce. I've been crying off and on all day long and even wake up at night - when I can sleep because I haven't been able to sleep much- with fresh tears on my face. Right now sitting here I have tissues next to the computer for the steady flow that just leaks out of my eyes like a bad faucet. I'll start to breathe faster when I do think about it and I feel jittery as though I'm on massive doses of caffeine. All in all I feel like a fool. I like things to make sense; I like myself to make sense...I'm not making any sense. The above is something I can relate to... I have posted about my phobia of driving many times here. I have gotten my drivers permit many times and never gotten my license. I have paid for lessons, I have done exposure therapy, everything. When I was with Sinergy he needed to have outpatient surgery on several occasions. He asked me to drive him home, which actually wasn't completely legal because I only had a permit, and technically speaking he was in no shape to help me if I got into trouble driving. But, being that I wanted to be the person he could count on I agreed to it. I had three weeks to mull over the fact I would be driving an incapacitated person 45 minutes on the Pacific Coast Highway, which is not fun to drive through cities, and can get very congested, but since I will not drive on freeways it was the only thing I could do. It was on the back of my mind that the date of this surgery was approaching, and I asked him if his dad could take him, and the next day I asked him if his son could drive him.... and his response was "If you are trying to weasel out of your promise, just let me know, and then I will know to scratch you off the list of people I can count on." Soooo.... I lost sleep, I felt nauseous contemplating it, it was pretty bad. I did it. In fact. I did it three times. How can I say this? I wish I hadn't done it. Before I did it I was making progress with my phobia. I haven't driven since. It harmed me... it has only been the last couple of months I have been feeling like tackling this again. Don't push yourself into facing fears for other people. You can end up even more afraid... At the time this all happened, it was towards the end of our relationship. He really wasn't himself because of all the medications he was on, and the pain he was in... so I am not mad at him, mind you, but part of me still smarts about this, and it was only upon reflection that I saw how damaging it was not only to me, but to our relationship. I think I quit trusting him after that.
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