Hi my name is Melissa, and in November I am flying for the first time since 1999. It will be my first time flying alone. I am really nervous about several
aspects of this trip because I am a (slowly recovering) agoraphobic. I was diagnosed with agoraphobia in 2000, when I was still in high school. I had been put
on homebound schooling for a while during high school because I was not leaving my house. I did eventually get back into regular school and I started working.
In 2003, I was in a bad car crash, was injured, and was wheelchair bound for a while. After I was walking again, I drove for a while, but by 2004 I was not
driving at all and became housebound again because I experienced anxiety over even being in a car, much less driving one. My doctors thought that I had post
traumatic stress. I started going to therapy in 2005, and my therapist helped me with systematic desensitization. I am now driving again, going to school at a
local university, and interning with a program that helps disadvantaged children and their families. Life is much better when you face your fears.
That was my line of thinking when I decided to fly from Jacksonville, FL to Chicago this fall to visit my boyfriend and meet his family. They actually live in
Indiana, but I wanted to get a non-stop flight (to avoid the stressors involved with getting a connecting flight in Atlanta on the day before Thanksgiving) and
so my boyfriend is going to drive to Chicago and pick me up. (He would have needed to drive about the same amount of time to get to the airport in
Indianapolis.) I planned to get a one time perscription of Xanax for my flight -- I have taken it one time before when I had an MRI and I already know how it
effects me.
However, now that I have the tickets, I am starting to freak myself out. I think this was triggered by a discussion we had in my abnormal psychology class the
other day because my professor started talking about a patient who was involved in a wreck with a semi-truck. That got wrecks on my mind, and eventually I went
from thinking about wrecks to thinking about plane crashes. Of course with the anniversary of 9/11 happening yesterday, that seems to have made things worse.
Also, yesterday on my way to Bible study, there were two accidents. One involved cars and the other was a motorcycle accident. I had a panic attack in my car,
which hasn't happened in a long time -- and I drove back home because I was going to miss my Bible study anyway. I did get back into the car and drive to
class later, though.
Today I am wasting time where I could be doing something productive and just sitting around freaking myself out...
I am worried about crashing, even though I know driving is much more dangerous (and I know that from personal experience). In addition to that, I am worried
about being alone at the airport in the crowds and not knowing what to do or where to go. I am worried about the sensation of taking off.
Usually what I do when I have to go to an unfamiliar place is I take someone with me beforehand and check it out. I did this when I started school at my
university. On the first day of classes I knew exactly where to go so I was OK. It was familiar ground so being there alone was not an issue anymore.
With my anxiety over cars, I got over that in steps. I started out just sitting in my car for a few minutes every day, then backing the car up to the end of
the driveway every day, then driving in the neighborhood, then driving outside of the neighborhood, etc.
I am anxious about flying because I can't take anyone with me past security in the airport and I don't know what to expect. I also can't get myself
used to the plane like I could the car.
Then of course I am worried about the remote possibility of crashing, and being in pain like I was in the accident (only probably much worse pain if it was a
plane crash).




