When DH and I got together he was working towards his commercial pilots licence... It’s a long hard road so I guess part of me thought he wouldn’t make it... anyway, he has and next month he starts with a big long haul airline.
The problem is, I am petrified of flying. Not the flying part, but the being trapped unable to escape part. I have been on planes, but need to have a few drinks (2-3) to even get on the bloody things.
I feel like such a fraud. I also feel like I need to finally try and get over this. Has anyone else got this problem? How did you get over it? I want to join DH on his trips he keeps excitedly talking about, but it just makes my tummy turn thinking about it.
What if I panic at 4 hours in? (I’ve had one big panic attack in my life where I thought I couldn’t breathe and it’s scared me ever since). What if he’s flying it and I demand he lands it because of my panic?! 😳