ugh
Yesterday I went to Target to get workout clothes since I signed up for a year at Planet Fitness. As I was leaving I was backing out of my spot very slowly and looking both ways when suddenly this lady came flying out of a spot and skidded the entire length of her car on the back of mine. She hit me and kept going. She pulled ahead and looked at me, then back ahead, making me think she was gonna drive off, so when she looked back at me I shook my head no and she backed up and parked next to me. We exchanged insurance information and the damage to my car is rough but only cosmetic.
Today I find out that I’m at fault for this. Fucking awesome. I am so fucking pissed and irrationally upset about this, even though it will probably not infect my insurance. Too bad every time I talk/think about it I have a panic attack and just generally lose it. My parents aren’t helping much either - I mean they’re trying, but it’s not what I want to hear, and that just makes me freak out even worse. I just want to rewind time and have nothing have happened. I have a brand new driving anxiety, which should be interesting since I have to drive everywhere. Parking lots are even worse, and guess what? There are parking lots everywhere.
I realize this is only a day after the accident but my irrational anxieties tend to stick around for a little bit.
