I failed my driver’s test for the third time today. I had a blackout again and almost got into an accident if it wasn’t for my driving instructor. After that, I had a mental breakdown. I felt dizzy and like I was going to puke. I was crying and shaking.
Luckily I have my family and my friends who caught me. My dad was immediately there to calm me down when I called him. My mum quit work as soon as she heard and took me to a crafts store to cheer me up. I don’t know what I would do without them.
What happened today reminded me of the poem I wrote yesterday
Darling you can’t fly when you are scared to fall down.
Sometimes you have to take a risk before you can take off to the sky.
I will try it again and take off to the sky eventually. I won’t quit and will keep trying until I learn how to control my exam nerves. It might be frustrating (and expensive) but I won’t give up. I will keep taking the risk to fail again.
Lots of Love
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