I’m askeered

I have a confession to make. I am terrified of flying. I love to travel, I love airports, I even love rolling my suitcase around like I’m somewhat important.

I just hate the actual flying part. Takeoff is probably the worst, but then there’s that moment mid-flight when you’ve finally calmed down and you realize, “Crap!,” I’m suspended thousands of feet above the ground with no way out. Maybe that’s what I don’t like, the lack of control.

I have a trip to Chicago on Tuesday, and while I’m excited to go where “nobody knows my name,” my stomach has been turning in knots ever since I booked our trip on Expedia.

So, any suggestions for making the skies a little friendlier?


One thought on “I’m askeered

  1. I went through a period of about 2 years during which I panicked every time I had to fly (which was about once a month then). Valium or Xanax and an aisle seat is what did it for me.

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