Flipping Pathfinder of Death

[afufle]

I swear it was the same guy both days. Monday, someone almost mowed me down in the crosswalk, I think because he was eyeing 3 shapely teenage girls in tight clothes. He had this daydreaming grin on his face and barely seemed to notice me when I screamed profanities at him. I wasn't absolutely sure I had the walk light, only because I only knew there were lots of people ahead of me, several behind, and by the time I started cussing it was on walk. I'm sure it was anyway, I just hadn't consciously looked.

Whatever, he just stared at me. I swear it was the same guy in the same enormous black Ford(?) Pathfinder who kept inching forward across the crosswalk as I walked toward the curb, and he made me walk around the front of him as he drifted forward--rather quickly. I kept staring right at him, but he barely seemed to notice or care. I was trying to get the license # this time, but wasn't fast enough. Sorry I didn't. I feel as though I didn't try very hard for fear of a confrontation. Like the rest of my life.

Bleh. Well, time wasted on facts.

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[orlys-wife.livejournal.com]

I've had my temps for about two weeks I think, and I'm doing okay. I haven't wrecked yet, so I guess that's good. My parents hardly ever let me drive because they say that I don't have enough experience. But how else am I supposed to get experience? lol. But driving with other people scares me a little because I'm afraid of other people being jerks on the roads. But I guess I need to get over that, huh?

[afufle.livejournal.com]

I used to be afraid of the people who'd give you the finger or whatever, that I'd get so mad I'd try to run them over, they'd jump out of the car. Then I'd get pounded and humiliated and have a maiming wreck on the way home. Or I'd ignore the person who slipped me the finger and

I finally figured out that was carrying around a lot of anger at various people, and not dealing with it. It showed up the moment I thought about driving. IT was a big reason why I never really wanted to drive--and I still don't. I did more or less learn, and could if there were an emergency.

I doubt you'll end up like that, and you're having normal anxiety (I think mine was practically psychotic!). You'll find a way to deal with it.