Lack of drive.
March 16, 2008 — Nutty MummyFor those of you that don’t know.. I don’t drive.
Not just that I don’t own a car, but I don’t drive. By choice so far.
There’s no massively sinister reason for it.
It just scares the shit out of me. It’s as simple as that.
The thought that you’re in charge of something that can kill people, the thought that you have to rely on other people to be sensible when in control of something that can kill people…. it just scares the shit out of me.
There’s this and the fact that my very own arms disobey me when asked to act in conjunction with my legs and eyes… they seem to have saved any type of inter-bodily cooperation for walking, eating and the like and thus far seem disinterested in applying any type of effort for driving.
The result? Lots of stalling, 18 point turns and generally bad driving.
Passenger driving I can do.
I’m perfect at that. I can see how to drive. I understand how it works. I understand what my body has to do in order to accomplish it. I just can’t do it.
Now, I’m not sure if it’s some sort of psychological barrier I have to learning because actually the thought of being successful means being in control of a car or whether I am just really that shit that I can’t do it.
I have no idea.
The frustrating thing is that if I passed my test, I would be given a car .. my job comes with a car!
And I can’t drive.
The other thing that has started to play on my mind is that my dad made a comment recently.
Whenever we go to stay at their house, 9 times out of 10 he’ll come and fetch us. Load everything in the car and drive us back. BN is also license-less.
His reason was more complicated to begin with. He was ill with Graves disease at 18. It affected his eyes very near the beginning and resulted in him having to stop driving lessons and sell the car he’d already bought. He’s just never got back on the horse so to speak. Mainly because we feel we can never really justify the money but more because I would be given a car and it makes sense for me to pass the test first.
The only thing is - I’m not doing it.
My dad said - he’s worried that if anything happens to him we’ll be stuck. He’s worried that I’m putting something off that is going to make my life progressively more difficult and that if I leave it and leave it - eventually I’ll be old and license-less and that I’ll be trapped relying on others - God forbid… I should find myself alone.
So - that worked. I’ve been thinking about driving ever since. Barely a day passes when I don’t think about it and wonder how I can sort it out.
What should I do?
I’ve done courses before. I’ve had about 17-18 lessons. Last drove when I was pregnant with Rowan I think….. although it could have been after that actually I can’t remember.
Should I do an intensive course? Should I start slowly but surely? I have this feeling that if I start again - there’s another chance that I could start a course and never finish it again.
Basically. I have a lack of drive to drive.
I need a jump start…




















