It’s Possible I’m the One Causing Your Road Rage
I don’t drive often but when I do, I’m extra cautious.
I’ve been in a lot of accidents. Most were before I got my license and hindered my desire to get a license. Most people I know got their license at 16. I was 30 before I got mine. In fact, I only got it to move up in the company I was working for at the time.
There have only been two accidents that have happened while I was driving. I take that as a badge of honor because I used to drive for companies like DoorDash and Lyft. Which meant being behind the wheel for about 15–30 hours a week, in addition to other driving to full-time jobs and get-togethers.
One of the two accidents was my fault, and I’m not sure I ever got over it. I was paying attention to an aggressive driver behind me, thought the car in front of me was going to keep going, and rammed into it. From then on, I’ve only driven when I had to, and in speaking with a psychologist last year, was determined to have driving PTSD. The second accident, not my fault, reinforced the fear.
I used to wake up from driving nightmares.
In these nightmares, I was driving and getting too close to the car in front of me. I was slamming on the break, but the car kept going forward. I’d force myself to wake up before impact.
