Despite writing deeply personal stories about my life struggles, from dealing with prejudice to PMDD, it has always been challenging to openly share two key factors in my life: depression and anxiety. My mother has an anxiety disorder and depression runs in my father's family. I was lucky enough to inherit both.
The part of you that is usually reasonable and self-reassuring has been momentarily knocked out of commission. You feel out of control, helpless, demoralized by the emotional excesses running rampant within you, at loss for your usual coping mechanisms. Regardless of what causes the emotional hijack, how to quell it?
That's when I realized that I could proactively ALTER my reaction to that bridge by controlling how I felt when I ARRIVED. I just had to arrive at a zero or a one and I would barely even feel it, no matter what direction I traveled in. I began to wonder if I could do the same thing with my fear of flying.