I Am Afraid…I Mean Really Afraid…I Mean Like Terrified

So what is it that has me so anxious???  I mean I’m a woman who loves a good challenge but there are a few things on my list that I venture not to do but now, I mean RIGHT NOW, I’ve decided that before my 34th birthday on October 4th, I have to have a confrontation.  I’ve been really avoiding this.  My husband knows her REALLY well and I’ve heard my husband call her ‘Baby’.  She’s cute, petite, and has an olive complexion.  She lives a little too close to me for comfort.  So who is she????   Before ‘my girls’ pull out their Vaseline, put on their sneakers, and take off their hoop earrings (the sign that girls ‘around the way’ are getting ready for a fight), rest assured that this ‘girl’ is not out for my husband.  This ‘girl’ is the little Mazda MX6 that’s parked in my garage.  I’m afraid of driving a stick shift and have decided that I must confront this fear.

Those of you who know how to drive a stick are probably saying, “What are you afraid of?  It’s just a car!”  Well, I am indeed afraid of doing this.  I’ve built up in my mind that I’ll roll back on a hill or that I’ll give it too much or too little gas on the accelerator and the car will stop with a bunch of cars behind me or I’ll be hit by another car trying to make a left turn as my car cuts off.  I know these thoughts may seem a little ‘EXTREME’ but they are MY fears.  Because I know that allowing fear to hold me captive is not God’s best for my life, I’ve really got to shake this thing.

So let’s see how things go.  Today is Day One.  I’m not sure what step I’ll take today to move closer to conquering this fear…perhaps just blogging about it today and being honest is Step One.  After all, even in a Twelve Step program, I think the first step is to admit you have a problem.  So here I am, admitting that this 5′ 5″, 33 year old woman has a problem….with a car.

Got any advice?

She's cute...but I don't know.....

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