My fear only began a couple of years ago. I'm a rational, scientific person (I actually work in the science field) and I've always felt ashamed of what I think is a silly fear. Accidents do happen, but they are so rare and compared with my average daily activities (i.e. driving in NYC), it should be the least of my worries.
I'm flying to London on Saturday and I'm really freaking out already. My last plane trip two months ago went terribly and I cried the whole way. I've read through the free SOAR materials and through this board and other online reading I've come to realize that my fear is not stemming from flying at all. Rather, I've somehow connected my fear of dying childless to flying. I've read that it's common to make connections about things that are troubling us in our everyday lives to flying which leads to anxiety about flying.
Please don't laugh, but I've somehow convinced myself that getting on that plane means I'm going to die childless. It's gotten to the point where I feel sick just seeing a plane in the air. I'm terrified of being in the plane for 6 hours Saturday and I'm convinced the plane is going to crash.
My scientific brain is screaming at me that I'm being ridiculous. Why can't I rationalize this?? Any suggestions you can give me? I don't feel like I can overcome this because it's not rational to begin with. How does someone rationalize an irrational fear?
Thanks for reading and any help you can give. I also think it might help me if others on this board can share similar stories of difficult events in their lives leading to a fear of flying. How have you coped?



