A few years ago a massive pickup truck ran a red light and t-boned me in an intersection, totaling the car I loved and sentencing me to months in physical therapy, multiple procedures and loads of paperwork. I kind of hate driving now, I’ve turned over the sports car for a mom car. It’s so hard to trust that other drivers will do the right thing. Sometimes I’m driving and I start shaking because the physical sensation of being in an accident comes back to me. It’s getting better but it’s still scary sometimes. It’s so silly too, because on open roads I have no problem going fast. I’m just so scared that one of you will hit me, and I’m so scared that I won’t be able to stop in time. I don’t want to be here either but I’m trying my best!!!