It's something I do everyday of my life, but it is the thing that sets me off. A few of your may have seen my posts in other forums concerning a car accident I was in. Well I'm about to give you the story.

I was driving to class on November 21, 2009, when suddenly traffic was coming to a halt because of construction. I really didn't think much of it and sat waiting for the cars in front of me to move. Out of nowhere I heard screeching, but I saw nothing. It gets quiet for a split second, and then it happens: an SUV slams into me. I go up in my seat, hit my head on the sun visor, and came back down. I remember myself screaming "Watch where you're ****ing going!" I got up out of the car, walked and saw the damage, and sat back down because I was getting dizzy. Witnesses comforted me until an ambulance came and took me away. The police report said the driver who hit me was charged with reckless driving, and hit me at 60mph with no signs of braking. Good indicator of distracted driving, such as texting.

Ever since that day I have been mortified to sit behind the wheel of a car, though I keep doing it because I know I have to. Every stoplight, honk of a horn, buildup of traffic, even a fly hitting my windshield makes me grip my steering wheel until my knuckles are snow white. My heart pounds in my chest, I start to sweat, and I have flashbacks of the accident. I think about it constantly. It never leaves my head and it pretty much controls my life. I lost touch with the few friends that I had because I have confined myself to my house. There are days where I am okay with driving, but the thought that another accident could happen is still there and I cringe inside. I lie awake in my bed and cry some nights because I feel that if this accident never happened I would be well on my way with my life and education. But now I am stuck visiting a neurologist and a chiropractor, trying this and that, going to whatever doctors or people they refer me to. I feel lost, like there is a hole in my life's map.