Dear Amy: I have this “thing” about needing to drive, no matter whose vehicle it is. I have to drive. Otherwise, I’m a nervous wreck.
This began right after our daughter died in a car wreck in 2006. She was 19.
I know this is a mental issue, but being aware of that doesn’t help.
I feel like if I drive, everything and everyone will be OK because I’m a very safe driver. I also watch other cars like a hawk.
My husband hates this because I adhere to the speed limit, especially on the interstate, where nobody drives the speed limit. He grips the whole time.
He knows why I do this, but it doesn’t stop him from being vocal about how much it annoys him, and that makes me even more nervous.