You want to know what causes me the most anxiety (and I’m honestly a bit embarrassed to admit) is…
My mind starts racing on the drive to the airport, my heart starts pounding while waiting to board, and then I get super antsy while on the plane (takeoff is the worst!).
The last time I was on a plane was almost three years ago to Mexico for our honeymoon, which I sat white knuckled the entire way from Denver to Cancun. I actually did well so maybe I’m getting better at flying?
I can’t pinpoint any exact moment that I began to fear flying since I loved it when I was a kid. We didn’t fly often and maybe that was why? In high school I flew to England and did okay with the help of some anti-anxiety medication to help me relax…which wore off by the second commuter flight to Scotland. That of course led to me slightly panicking when we hit turbulence.
Then there was a commuter flight from Central Texas to Dallas (a super tiny plane, two seats on one side and one seat on the other). I was already stressed enough and I was flying with my boyfriend at the time. I had the window seat and could view the fluffy clouds all around. All of the sudden (and I mean quickly!) those clouds turned dark gray and I realized it was a storm that we were flying into. We were warned that there would be turbulence and there was…major turbulence. I remember feeling like I was on a roller coaster since we would drop to the point that my stomach was in my throat. That’s when I had my freakout about wanting to get off the plane, I’m sure I sounded crazy. But it also didn’t help that my boyfriend (he is not my husband) was laughing at me in front of everyone on the plane rather than trying to help me calm down (lol, a reason why he wasn’t a boyfriend much longer after this incident).
My husband thinks this whole fear is silly…I mean, he’s in the Air Force so I guess being afraid of planes while being a part of the Air Force would be kind of contradictory, right?! And he’s given me the whole talk of flying is way safer than driving.
I get it.
And I hate that I’m afraid of flying.
It’s so easy for the majority of the population and I wish it was that easy for me!
It impacts a lot of things and I miss out on a lot of things since I won’t fly. We get less time visiting family cause we drive everywhere due to me not wanting to fly, I’ve missed out on blog opportunities because my fear won’t allow me to participate, and I’m afraid of getting getting orders overseas for the Air Force because I seriously think I would have to be medicated in order to accomplish an eight hour flight.
I’m hoping in the near future that I can get over this cause I honestly feel super silly. No grown woman should be afraid of flying! Ugh.
Are you afraid of flying or do you have any tips that might help me out? Or are you afraid of something that might be silly to others?