The driving anxiety is so real. We moved to what turned out to be possibly the most triggering place I’ve ever lived since I ran away from my trauma the first time… it’s driven me to being housebound despite overcoming my phobias enough to drive my whole family all the way across America top left to bottom right (ish) without my husband even! (Two vehicles) and I had a new baby! 
But for months now I’ve been almost home bound. I manage to drive to church and to anything I absolutely MUST do. Luckily my other phobias and anxieties prevent me from letting my kids down so. Driving twisting, narrow roads with ditches on either side in the dark while the baby cries every night for a week to get you from drama, kiddo? Yep. I will. 
The first night was hell. The baby bawled the entire drive. The middle two were impossible to get in and out because of many joyful kiddo things like loving the moon, and wanting to sprint into the woods being two. All very stressful because kiddo will definitely be worried if I’m late
Anxiety and irritation levels: 1000000000
However.
Tonight I made different choices in my loading and departure, and tried again after a day of absolutely dreading it. 
unable to eat or sit for the circling thoughts about my promise.
But I Did it! and somehow I’m going to do it again tomorrow too. 
I cried to my doctor about it already : we both with I wasn’t anxious about my anxiety meds too
Wish me well