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To Close For Comfort

Many years ago, I use to fly everywhere. I was pregnant with my daughter and I was to fly to San Diego. I asked the airline to let me know if there was an opening any sooner. They called me 2 days before my other scheduled flight and I left for San Diego. After arriving there, 2 days later I heard on the news that the flight I was to go on originally had crashed in Chicago and all were killed. For some reason, this put a scare in me and I have not flown since. I know I should look at it as someone was watching over me, but It is just such a frighting thought. Is anyone else afraid of flying?
yoreg yoreg 51-55, F 6 Responses Oct 18, 2007

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The first time I flew, I was 18. My sister was married and living in Florida and my mom went to visit. She told me to come down, so my friend drove me to the airport and a ticket was waiting for me. I was alone but it didnt scare me too much. I read a book.

As the years went by, I didnt want to fly anymore for no other reason than to read about plane crashes. In 2000, my friend got me a job interview at a huge dot com company in NYC and they said to me "if we hired you, would you be able to be pack and be on a plane to Chicago for a 3 day orientation?" I said yes but I was praying they wouldnt hire me. The sent me an offer and it was too good to turn down because of a stupid fear.

So, I flew to Chicago, and to my surprise, it was a perfect flight. It was twilight and I looked out of the window the entire time and felt safe as long as I could see all the city lights below. Now that I landed, I was freaking out about the ride back. We were to leave at 5pm and as long as it's light and sunny out, I feel safer for some crazy reason. Feeling confident now because of the flight there was so nice, I had a few drinks with my new coworkers. We borded the plane at 5 pm, nice and sunny I was nice and buzzed. Of course, there has to be a 3 hour delay. So, now its 8pm and its gonna be dark. Either way, they sat me and a male coworker behind me at the window. I was semi relaxed. We took off. All was well. It got dark. No problem. It was nice and clear and I could see for many miles.

I remember looking at the window and asking my coworker what all that flashing was real far away. He said it looked like lightning. No problem. It was nice and clear for me. THen, all of a sudden, BOOM! I couldnt see anything outside. It was as if someone turned the lights out in the sky. It was pitch dark out there. I thought that was strange, when, all of a sudden, BOOM! I see big flashes of light outside the window. We were going through a huge storm. It was so shaky. It was so friggin scary that I was grabbing my coworker's knee and squeezing it (not that there's anything wrong with it). There was an announcement that all flight attendents must buckle themselves in. The scariest part is, that in my mind, we were going down. It felt that way. I was just waiting for the crash and worried how much it was going to hurt before I die. I was nearly in tears and was praying to God to let me get through it and I promise I will never fly again.

Well, I lived and havent flown since. I got married in 2006 and my wife, who has no problem flying all over the world, wanted to fly to Vegas for our honeymoon because I will never fly over an ocean. (I figure that if I crash, I want to splatter into a mountain rather than hitting water, then drowning and dieing). Anyway, I surprised her and bought two tickets on JetBlue airlines. I figured that thousands of flights never crash. Why should mine? Then I had the stupid idea to go to the airport and watch tons of planes takeoff and land so that I got used to it. Instead, I was watching the planes fly off into the sunset and wondering how the heck they stayed up there. I freaked and told my wife that we had to drive from NY to Vegas. She was ok with it (God Bless Her). It was pretty nice actually. We took two weeks and stopped a lot. I got there in 48 hours. I drove nearly non stop. We just had a baby and she is telling me that I cannot give our child my fears and he will be flying someday. I am freaking out that I have to do this. I mean, I never need to fly again. I never want to fly again. I just hope when I do, it will be ok. It doesnt matter if it will be ok. I will be freaking out the entire flight, during the entire vacation because I know Ihave to fly back, and the flight back. God help me. Other than this, I am pretty normal.

To respond to piggy's comment: i am now 27 and I am more afraid of flying than when I was yonger. I think it was because back then we were stupid and didn't know better, now we know what can REALLY happen so now we get scared!

Wow.. that is a crazy experience you had. I would be afraid of flying too! I am afraid but still do it. I just cross my fingers the whole way. I just went on a 15 hr plane trick in December and that was hard. I tried not to think about it and watch the movies.

I have a fear of flying too, it scares me alot.