I think I was 26 when I managed to get my drivers licence in Belgium. Most horrible time thing I had to do in my life. Took me 7 or so tries, and then I got it because the examinator was generous.... Written part was fine, but the road test... *shudders* I just go completely and utterly blank when there is an instructor sitting beside me. I don't know what to do with the pedals, I don't remember what direction to turn the wheel during manoeuvers, I just... BLANK.
I never had an accident but despite having a Belgian and an international licence, I need to do the driving test again to get an American licence. (Even though theoretically, I can actually drive solo with my Belgian licence here, go figure...)
Anyhow, any and all prayers are apreciated. This is the one thing in my life that I am a complete failure at (and that I need to do. *LOL* I would probably also be a complete failure at trying to teach advanced mathematics or something but I am smart enough not to TRY that.) and it EATS at me.
My beloved husband just says that it's okay and that I have to keep trying but each failure just brings me deeper and deeper into a spiral of fear and panic. Tomorrow I am going to try again and I am already nervous. The examinator was very kind. It's not as if she did something to make me nervous, but every since I had my first driving lesson at 18 (With an idiot who didn't get the fact that driving and hand eye coordination did not come natural to everyone) I start to blank when there is an official driving instructor of examinator next to me.
I can drive well enough. I drive here. I drove in the narrow streets of Antwerp. I just can't do that test without my mind going haywire on me.
I never had an accident but despite having a Belgian and an international licence, I need to do the driving test again to get an American licence. (Even though theoretically, I can actually drive solo with my Belgian licence here, go figure...)
Anyhow, any and all prayers are apreciated. This is the one thing in my life that I am a complete failure at (and that I need to do. *LOL* I would probably also be a complete failure at trying to teach advanced mathematics or something but I am smart enough not to TRY that.) and it EATS at me.
My beloved husband just says that it's okay and that I have to keep trying but each failure just brings me deeper and deeper into a spiral of fear and panic. Tomorrow I am going to try again and I am already nervous. The examinator was very kind. It's not as if she did something to make me nervous, but every since I had my first driving lesson at 18 (With an idiot who didn't get the fact that driving and hand eye coordination did not come natural to everyone) I start to blank when there is an official driving instructor of examinator next to me.
I can drive well enough. I drive here. I drove in the narrow streets of Antwerp. I just can't do that test without my mind going haywire on me.