Driving Anxiety and Personal Stories

I don't know if all girls are like me or not. But we'll see if you're like me.

I was just at the salon, okay, and I left the salon, I...

I needed to pick up some things, and Qannas was in front of me, with Al-Rifai next to it.

Okay, it was right in front of me, literally, literally in front of me. If I just walked...

straight, I'd get there. So I said, "Ugh, should I move

the car and go all the way around? Fine, I'll go

on foot." Anyway, of course I hate driving, if I told you

from

now until tomorrow how much I hate driving... I mean, if I weren't

forced to drive, I wouldn't drive. I swear I hate driving, you know what I mean?

Okay, so imagine this.

I went and stood there, I swear I'm not kidding, for more than ten

minutes trying to cross the street, but I didn't cross. I got scared

and went back to the car. And now I'm going to go like

a good girl, like a good girl, I'm going to move the car myself.

Oh, God.