I am so anxiety filled, miserable and uncommunicative since last week. My driving anxiety makes it so that I have to gee myself up for every time that I drive as I have so much confidence in my ability, and also in my woeful inadequate knowledge of everything relating to cars. I don't even have the courage to ask for help incase I'm belittled, or the close relationships with my siblings.
I've had a car that I've no faith in for 8 months, driving sporadically when I need to. Last weekend, it stopped working and I had no idea what to do. How to solve it. Luckily, I found solace online at least. But since then I ignored it and it took ages to send a text asking for help, that resulted in nothing successful happening to solve the issue. Just as well I haven't got a busy month where I'd be needing my car...
I've barely spoken and have no desire to, even to my wide and kids. I don't deserve them. A poor husband and father I am.