*** Massive Mini-Essay. So sorry. Just needed to get it all out ***
Something very strange happened to me and my S/O today. I would like to preface with the fact that I've got terrible driving anxiety, which does not help my GAD in the slightest. Simply getting into my vehicle and turning the key in the ignition is a massive accomplishment that I believe many people take for granted being able to do with second-nature ease.
I've come quite far in the last three years but I still have horrid anxiety every time I get into my vehicle. Driving any distance longer than an hour is painfully terrifying but at least an hour is up from my five minutes which was WAY up from my zero minutes where I would faint before ever being able to get into the car at all! I feel very proud of this, even if it is minute.
I also do not drive for fun and I do not leave the house without purpose. I did both today! Normally, every trip is a dread but I have found that music tends to help a whole lot when I can't have a driving buddy. I managed to drive myself to and from work every single day since moving to a new town just recently. Also a huge plus. I couldn't even work before because the commutes would send me into a panic. I have been lost a handful of times here as well but I've taken it quite well! I simply pull over, do a calming CBT exercise then scoot back to the road.
The only thing that I haven't been quite successful at doing is handling other drivers and their terrible driving habits. I had to deal with this today for the first time in YEARS and even an hour later, I'm still very much anxious. My chest burns, my heart rate is through the roof, I'll probably have a visit from a debilitating cluster headache later this evening (I never feel them coming. They'll simply punch me at the most inopportune times. Say, whilst I'm trying to have a snack and slicing apples.) and I'm beyond pissy, was I sometimes become after a silent attack. Why? Because a fellow driver didn't bother to use his turn signal and decided to drive into oncoming traffic, into our lane, without a sliver of warning. The only thing I see is a car turning into ours. Had my partner not thought quickly enough, honked the hornand swerved into the side road, we would have been crashed into.
But that didn't bother me so much as the fact that this same individual proceeded to angrily follow us down the road, honking his horn at us, trying to run us off of the road as he swore and yelled racist remarks at myself and my husband simply because my partner honked at him to alert him to our presence. Because, you know, you almost hit us, sir. And that's not very nice NOR safe.
His road rage became so bad that even though my partner tried to get away from him, he tailed us down the street and began to turn his car into ours, making like he was going to hit us when we wouldn't pay him any mind. I had to call the authorities and eventually, once he saw me pull out my phone he backed away.
I wasn't terrified for my life or anything but the entire ordeal angered me so much because I have been doing so well lately. I had a super good day but I feel as if this incident pushed me 1.000 steps back. I realise that I cannot control other people's actions but it's still hard to deal with other people's actions when they are dangerously negative like this because it is one of my fears/triggers about driving.
Does anyone else out there have driving anxiety? Have you had any scary incidents directly related to driving? And if so, how has it affected your recovery?